Dr. Carrie's Visit

HAY!  February 7th was a sunny, beautiful day.  I was looking forward to either a ride or some serious pasture time with Texas Pete, my new buddy.  Mom said it was quite chilly but what do humans know about weather?  She decided to groom me outside since the barn was cold.  No problem.

What do you think about my mane and tail? My mane is getting thicker and longer.  Too bad Mom cannot give me bath so my mane and tail would be snowy white.  Speaking of snow, we have had none this winter but we have had lots of rain which makes great mud for rolling.

Awwww.  My adorable cheeky look just after a good grooming.  Good safety knot, Mom.  (Hope I do not regret those words?)

Who is this lady and why is she petting me?  MOM!!! Where are you???  What is the lady holding in her left hand?  Something does not seem right about this moment.  WAIT!!! I remember the lady, she makes pain for me.  Noooo...Dr. Carrie. HELP!! I need to run before it is too late.

Doc said: "This won't hurt ODIE.  Just be still."  WRONG!!!!!!!!!!  It does HURT!  Let go of my halter and stop jabbing me with those sharp things! MOM!!!!! OOOOUUUUCCCCH!

Good Grief, Doc!  Is that MY blood in that tube?  I feel faint.  MOM!!!!  This is the worst day ever.  I better get a peppermint for all this pain.

 

ODIE, little babies act better over shots than you have.  There is no way that three needles caused so much distress.  Dr. Carrie comes once a year for your vaccinations and your Coggins (the tube with your blood).  You are not in pain.  Ask Texas Pete about pain when he had his eye surgery for cancer.  

p.s.  ODIE got 2 peppermints, a lot of carrot pieces, many hugs and the afternoon in his pasture.  In an attempt to bond with Dr. Carrie, ODIE did his famous bow. 

My New Bridle

MOM!!!  This is the worst ever picture of me.  What am I doing, sniffing a dirty blanket?  I do not even wear a blanket, so whose is that??  YUCK.  ODIE, calm down.  I know this is not the best picture of you but I wanted a photo of your new bridle from SmartPak Equine.  How was I to know that you would wander over to inspect the blanket just as I took the shot.  Your bridle is very nice, lightweight soft leather and looks fabulous on your handsome head.  Look how much your mane has grown...awesome.

OKAY, I can see a few positives in this situation and I do like my new bridle.  This one is not heavy like my last one but my name is not on my new one.   Odie, you are so incredibly spoiled.  There is not enough space to have a nameplate.  Your old bridle was a combination halter/bridle which you will be wearing as a halter.  Your name is on the halter.  Maybe, if you really behave, I will buy you a bridle tag with your name.  But, I mean REALLY behave and no more whining.

Whatever...snort!

Zappo Fans (WHAT??? ODIE fans!)

 Hay!

Mom is making me add this link.This was her first blog, obviously before she found me and had interesting things to write about.  Neigh! Neigh! (ha!)  ODIE!  Be nice.  There are people who might read this Zappos' link and then return to read about "Mr. Wonderful", which would be you. Hmmm, had not considered that.  To see me is to adore me and I have a lot to say.  Plez.

 




http://wwwsisterslovezapposinfo.blogspot.com/2009/09/zapponia-wins.html

from one of MY FANS

Hay, ODIE fans!

I love having Mom read your messages to me and those BIG BOY commercials are awesome.  Keep them coming, plez.  Loved this one and it just goes to show that any horse can achieve his dream.  Mine is to be Mom's forever horse.   ODIE

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pmmsr7PAhWU

regarding that "FETCH" thing

YO, Mom!  Been thinking about the "FETCH" trick on youtube.  Cute but really lame for horses.  See link below for how REAL HORSES "fetch".  xxxxODIE    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VYc_PaJTk1w&feature=related

One Year of Haffie Love... 2011

January 15, 2011... I met Mom and took her for a ride.  There was snow on the trail in Liberty, NC but I was careful.  Actually, it was love at first sight for Mom.  Mom could not stop hugging me after the ride or giving me carrots. Megan, my owner, wanted me to have a forever home and was willing to give Mom a try.  Dad was only interested in holding "Fuzzy", the cat.

Megan delivered me to Mom on January 21,2011.  How do I know all these dates, well duh...Mom told me.  I am now in the mountains of North Carolina and it is cold.  But Mom loves me.  Check out my mane.

This is Mom's favorite picture where I am not only adorable but inquisitive.

I call this "my precious look" , March in Dupont.  Keep looking at my mane.  Mom's sister calls this my "military look".

Kids ADORE me!!!  Here I am doing 4-H at Shoal Creek Farm in Dupont.

Baby, I'M A ROCK STAR!!  Listening to a 4-H  talk at Shoal Creek Farm while all the kids wanted to do was PET me and RIDE me!!!

OK.  So some days I got a little (lot) dirty playing in the pasture.  Look at my mane.

Mom tried to clean me but it was too cold for a bath.  Notice her lovely safety knot!

June 2011...horse camp at Shoal Creek Farm.  Loved all that grooming from the kids.

 

All right...enough with the kissing, Mom.  You are getting lipstick on my very clean face.  Is Mom wearing pearls to the barn??? 

Who is the most handsome Haflinger in the world???  Obviously, I am from the look on Mom's face!!  Go, ODIE!!!

Styling and walking calmly with Mom.  Summer 2011.  Aunt Kim, from Scotland, took this picture.

Handsome ME at Cross Creek Stable in the fall.

Check out my mane and the beginnings of my winter coat.  Hope I do not have to wear a blanket.

If you look deeply into my eye, you can see Aunt Kim taking my picture.  Cool, huh?  If you look even deeper, you can see how much I love Mom. I hope we have many, many years together.   LOVE....ODIE the Haffie Horse

I AM NOT A DOG!!!

Mom,

You are awesome but I totally refuse to learn this trick.  Only DOGS fetch.  Let's practice more bowing for carrots, 'K??

neigh,neigh,neighxxxxxxODIE


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qe7rzCeA46U&feature=youtube_gdata_player

NEIGH!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR

HAY, ODIE fans!  HAPPY NEW YEAR from your favorite Haflinger in North Carolina.  This is my best photo and makes me look a lot younger. I am 20 this month, seriously.  On New Year's Day, I was sunning in my pasture when Mom & a lady arrived with a horse trailer.  Now, it was a perfect day for a ride but somehow, I did not think that was going to happen.  However, I like to take trailer rides so I trotted right inside and settled down to noshing on some yummy hay.  Any time without that dreaded grazing mask is good.   Mom & the lady get into the truck and off we go. BUT...wait. Where are we going????  

It was a short ride on the BIG road (I love the BIG roads with all the trucks whizzing past) to my new home, Hickory Hill Stables.  Now tell me again, why we moved?  [Ok, ODIE. Your new barn is just 4 miles from my home. That's great because I can visit you all the time]  HMMMM...this could be bad. [ODIE...you are being such a brat.  You will have tons of time with all your new buddies and the best part, no grazing muzzle until Spring.]  Ok, new buddies & no muzzle are good.  Back to the barn...large stalls, great hay and full of horses, which means gossip.  Mr. Perry owns the barn and thinks I am cute.  Liza is the manager and thinks I am adorable with huge, happy eyes.  So far, so good unless Mom tells them about my ability to slither under fences. [They already know and are prepared for your Houdini tricks. BUSTED!]   First, I inspect my new "room" and taste the water...refreshing.  Then Mom takes me for a tour of the barn, the pastures and a walk with a spotty horse with big eyes & a short tail & his nice owner.  [ODIE!! You can be so rude. "Spotty horse" is a special breed called Appaloosa and their tails are supposed to be short.  Lakota is his name. He is wearing a fly mask with eye protectors because he had eye surgery.  You have to wear a fly mask ALL the time because your eyes are so sensitive to sunlight and dust. Behave, please.]  Whatever.  Lakota's owner was nice and wanted to let us eat grass on our tour of the property.  But, OH NO!  Mom snapped my halter and informed me that I was working.  Working?  Thought we were doing a friendly stroll around the pastures??  When Mom is in work mode, no grass, no treats and I had better follow directions.              Now this is a cool pasture! Look how much room there is to run and play.  But the best part is NO MUZZLE.  [Now, ODIE, remember you will have to wear the muzzle in the Spring but that is a long time away.]  Whatever.  My first day, I was in the pasture with Lakota.  In the next pasture was this tall, brown horse who wanted to run & play.  He was so much fun that I just slithered under the fence onto his side and left Lakota. Nobody yelled at me so I stayed there all day having a great time.  The best part was that the next day this became "OUR" turf since Mr. Perry thought we bonded.  This is my new, best friend:     His name is CHAPA and he is a Thoroughbred.  Chapa was on the racetrack once and loves to run.  Chapa's "room" is across the aisle from mine which means we can talk all night, too.  How cool to have a best friend, at last.  Chapa's mom is from Argentina & she makes him behave, too.  Life in 2012 is looking good.