Bald eagles! This pair of bald eagles surprised us during a farrier visit Thursday. Not something you see every day, especially with all the development and road construction we’ve had around here. It’s possible they enjoy hunting fish from our pond.
A White Tailed Deer scampered past the horses just under this tree a few days ago. We usually only see Mule Deer, and I did a double take, wondering at first what it was. The flick of the white tail and the tiny ears were good clues. Sorry, no pic on that. Things happened too fast.
Bald eagles just some of the wildlife at our stable
Wildlife here on the urban fringe can be a wonderful benefit and sometimes, a problem. A mountain lion dashed through our property in May of 2011 and made the news as it meandered through the north end of town. This summer, it was the Raccoons v. Animal Control. Click on the photo for “Raccoons: In sickness or in health?”
We get a lot of questions about whether/when to blanket horses, and I always give a complicated answer. You need to account for your horse’s age, coat, body score, general health, your peace of mind and your ability to predict the weather.
Cruising through a recent catalog, I discovered that good old SmartPaks solved the complexity problem with their SmartBlanket app. I’ve cut down on junking up my smartphone with certain polarizing social media, but SmartBlanket may be a keeper.
Made for iPhone and Androids, the SmartBlanket app asks for access to your location and combines local weather data with answers you provide about your horse. I punched in my two rescued Morgans, Stardust and Sandy. By the way, the girls now routinely work under saddle! (More on that another time.)
SmartBlanket and I agreed
SmartBlanket and I agreed. Today, which started off with light rain, was a good day for their rain sheets while on turnout. Returning to barn stalls tonight, Stardust and Sandy probably won’t need sheets. And since the weather tomorrow is supposed to be good, Stardust and Sandy probably won’t need anything when they go back outside.
Before installing and opening the SmartBlanket app, be ready to provide your horse’s data. You’ll need name, month and year of birth, whether your horse is at optimum weight, your horse’s coat thickness, and whether your horse has access to a barn.
The buck in the background is going “camo” behind the tree branches with his horns. The doe, center front, has had a frozen hind leg for a long, long time, we’re guessing from a car hit. The tank in the foreground is a rusty water trough turned planter.
… or did they even have french fries in 1908? This historic horse postcard, hand dated and postmarked, November 13, 1908, shows horses in two different jobs during a potato harvest in “Northern Colorado”. This appears to actually be the Edwards Farm in our very own Larimer County, Colorado, based on an identical black and white photo in the Fort Collins History Connection. The back of the postcard needs deciphering, something very cryptic involving “mathematics” and “quart” and “receipt”, I think.
Check out this new Poudre River video for answers to:
How did the flooding Poudre River give birth to Fort Collins?
Who were the movers and shakers of early Fort Collins?
How did N. Shields St. farms, several of which still exist today, help the local economy?
Soon, Poudre River bike trail visitors can also call up the Poudre River Heritage Tour: Shields Street Area on their smart phones via QR codes on planned signage near the intersection of N. Shields St. and the Poudre River.
“…a young horse brought Joseph and Luella’s carriage to a halt, refusing to cross the Dry Creek stream. Luella jumped out and urged the team across the stream. Still the young horse balked. Luella returned to the carriage, took over the reins, and Joseph jumped down. He pulled on the problem animal’s headstall. The team began to move. As the horses picked up speed, Joseph ran along …”
– Excerpt, Gruesome End for Father of Fort Collins; Historic Farm Revealed
He did everything we ever asked, 4-H Level IV horse, both English and Western, state fair, many Greeley and Rockie Mountain Saddle Club show seasons, trail rides, book signings, knee surgery … Occasionally, if he wanted to go the other way, he’d just drag you there, not in a violent way. Hated hoof dressing. His favorite treat: peppermints from Sonic Drive-In. If you needed therapy after a bad day, he was your horse. At 16.3 hands, “Calypso Can-Delite” was one of the tallest registered Morgans. He never colicked a day in his life until today, with a twisted intestine. Our beloved Dell was 23. As longtime PRS member Cindy said, “May you run free on perfect knees in greener pastures, my furry friend. We will surely miss you.”