Roaring Corgi

The Roaring Corgi happenings this weekend

So I know I haven't written in a while. <slaps own wrist>

But I have my reasons. Bought a horse. Started a new job. 

Those two are the only reasons. But I feel they are sufficiently sufficient. 

(I also still need to write those blog posts about Munich and Berlin. sigh.)

Since having the horse, I have been obviously neglecting the dog animals. And this isn't fair. I mean Roxy is the namesake of this blog and Crazy Dog is.... well, he's certainly 50% of what fills the blog. Among other things. That aren't nice to say. 

But this next story is all about Roxy and how she is a huge brat. SURPRISE.

The other day, my partner let the pups outside and then filled their dog bowls with food. Then he let them back inside. And wait. Let me set this up. Before our dogs are allowed to eat anything in their bowls, they have to sit and then wait for the "okay" command to proceed to meal ravishing. (I can't even say "mean enjoying" becuase they suck it down so fast it hardly has a chance to register as a distinct taste).

So they are coming in the door...and then Roxy flew in and immediately ran to Crazy Dog's bowl in order to scoop a mouthful of food up before running over to her bowl to protect her own food. Meanwhile my partner is yelling after her, "Roxy no! That's not your food!" She of course has already swallowed it and is looking at him with her glassy eyes like, "what?"

And then today I was riding my horse and this lady comes flying up the street in her convertible, going way too fast, and I put my hand out in a "stop" signal and she rolled down her window. I said, "you need to slow down with the horses on this --" and then, I KID YOU NOT, she scream this back at me before I could finish:

"THE HORSES NEED TO SLOW DOWN!!!!"

And then sped off. 

I am still unsure of what just happened. 

Birthday Ponies!

So there is all kinds of news here on this front! I will post about Europe one of these days I swear. Thing is, I know I want to spend time on that post (or posts) and so I am loathe to start it because I know it will suck part of my day away. So now I have been home a week without doing it. 

But!

This is a blog about animals anyway! So let's commence with the animal news!

For my 30th birthday (in one week), I bought myself a horse. Or rather, my partner let me buy one. So now I am poor! Yippee! (you really have no idea what a horse costs to keep around. good thing is - surprisingly - vet bills tend to be cheaper than with dogs! who knew!)

Her papered name is Sweet N Sassy but we only call her Sassy. Or Sass. Or Sassafrass. Or Ding Dong. Or Clumsy. But not to her face and mainly just Sassy.

She is a little Palomino Arabian Cross and she is pretty much the cutest little horse you have ever seen ever in your life. Technically I think she is short enough to be considered a pony, but we don't need to tell her that. 

Pretty much I bought Barbie's horse. If Barbie's plastic horse came alive, it would be Sassy. So the little girl in me is in fits of glee over that. 

See like this:

Except when the hell did Barbie horses get this awesome? It's legs move? The color on the horse has a gradient? WTH.

Here:

Ah, this is what I remember. Plain plastic horse with a perm.

And now I own the real one.

Yay me!

 

Horses aren't allowed to do that. Because I said. "I" being Roxy.

I wish my corgi was a stable dog. She is not. To be clear. She is sort of freaked out by horses. Only if they are close. 

If a horse is walking next to her, she is fine with that. If it even stands near her, she can deal. She may pull on her leash to stretch as far as she can from it, but in general, she deals. 

If a horse puts its head down and looks right at her at her level? NOT OKAY. 

She lets that horse know by baring her teeth and barking in sort of a high-pitched, I'm-scared-out-of-my-skull kind of way. Said horse typically reacts with a blink and then looks somewhere else. 

She is obviously not fooling anyone. 

One day, a while back, I had her at the stables to hang out, and I think she likes going for the most part. Here are some reasons why stables are fun:

1. There are chickens there. And chickens are AWESOME TO CHASE. (I try not to let her)
2. There are cats there. And cats are AWESOME TO CHASE. (this one is fine. i am not a cat person)*
3.  Horse poop is apparently really yummy.
4. SO. MANY. SMELLS.

Here is why she doesn't like it:

1. Stables are BORING.
2. Still kind of boring.
3. Nothing to do. Bored.
4. Horses.

The horse I ride is a little palomino mare who doesn't care at all that Roxy is nearby. Roxy has the same feeling about this horse (name: Sassy). Sassy is not interesting at all. But Roxy will stay clear of the big animal by going to the end of her leash at any time she is around her. 

However there is this other horse. Special. <--His name. Anyway. So Special is a HUGE horse, at least compared to Sassy. And Roxy decided that since he is the biggest horse around that she will tell HIM what to do. And not do as it turns out. 

Special walking by? Hmm, that's fine.
Special in the arena? Okay.
Special grazing near Roxy? Not okay. Not okay. NOT OKAY.
Any horse rolling in the dirt. SERIOUSLY NOT OKAY. 

I will never understand what passes through that corgi brain of hers that makes her think one action is fine and another is not.

Digression:
She has thing that we describe as "People/Horses/Dogs/Whatever aren't allowed to do that." If Roxy sees something out of the ordinary, she will bark so ferociously at that mammal, telling it, "YOU STOP THAT NOW! I DID NOT SAY THAT WAS OKAY!"

Examples of these things that offend her:

1. People standing in pickup beds
2. People in tree trimmers.  
3. Dogs jogging with bikes
4. Horses that roll on the ground 

And it goes on. You get the idea. Her brain is retarded. 

 

*This is for the people who also go to the stables who may see this post. I exaggerate about the cats. She Wants to chase them, but she is never off leash and she is not allowed. Just so you know that Oscar, Amy, and Max are all safe and fine. 

Hanaeleh Horse Rescue Halloween!

Come one, come all! I will post pics of the horse costume I am making - a bee!