DRAFT: 2001 - HUNT'S ESTATE: H. Hunt was
looking for a full charge bookkeeper & I was looking for a barn. We struck an
agreement bartering my bookkeeping services for the use of his barn. What I
didn't know was I was moving into a nightmare situation with a group of
evil characters. Had no idea life could be this scary. I need to remember
that GOD IS IN CHARGE and focus on my growth.. so I'll be ready for whatever
good thing GOD has in store for me.
Years ago, I remember saying
after a period of being discouraged. that If I knew 6 mos ago that everything
would turn out so well I wouldn't have wasted so much time worrying and being
upset. well, now I try to pretend I KNOW things have turned out better and will
turn out well and pretend I'm looking at what's going on from a perspective that
my life is better than it really is... does that make any sense?
Its like I'm acting on faith... somewhere I read that in the spiritual world,
feelings come before actions and happenings, but in the real world , happenings
happen then we feel and act... so I'm trying to feel like everything is OK (even
when my eyes tell me it's not
Hunt's
office called me on Tuesday telling me the horses were loose and out on the
highway. I immediately canceled my doctor's appt and went
running out there. Another false alarm.
Before I hung up I told his
'assistant” I can't fix the fences and come in to do the books too.. Our
agreement was that Hugh would take care of the fences but he has never done
that. [Turned out the horses had not gotten out and were still in the
pasture]
I’m out there on the weekends, after work, late at night in the cold trying to
keep up with the deer knocking down the fences. I’m not certain if the fences
were fixed correctly they’d stay up, but I’m not a carpenter nor am I strong
enough to do this. If he wants me in to do the books, he’ll need to get
someone to fix the fences. But that never happened. Took me a year to
finally figure out if I X-crossed the electric fence wire between poles, the
deer and their young could jump the center section without knocking down the
entire electric fence.
- Dumping water trough
- Forced to hide an extra water
trough in the trees so it wouldn't be dumped
-
Hunt's tenants secretly trying to ride my
horses
-
BONFIRES in the pasture; burning old wood filled with rusty nails
- Picking up hundreds & hundreds of nails from
wood burned in the pasture
-
Tenant spraying Insecticide in
front of the barn on purpose so I couldn't hand graze Wulffe
-
9 mos. old Puppy stolen by 2 of Hunt's employees. Friend at the
Humane Society told me they found the puppy tied to a tree beside the road several miles away, Puppy belonged to
the person helping me feed,
- more to be listed
We moved twice after Hunt's place. The 1st
place was temporary. Hunt's place had become frightening so I asked a
complete stranger if we could move there, last minute emergency basis until
I could find a place. The next place seemed OK at first but turned
creepy beyond words. The night I found a snake skin hanging over my feed
bins was the night I decided I had to move yet again. The next
morning, Miracles of Miracles, I found a new place in the newspaper
classifieds!
I pray this is the last time we have to move! Robert offered to help. Rented a U-haul to transport all my barn stuff from
storage to the new barn yesterday, . . . . . . The mud from the gate to
the barn was so deep, we almost didn't get the U-haul near the barn. Robert
had to make several tries. He finally just floored it and didn't let up!!
What a site! There was so much mud flying everywhere! I mean
everywhere. It looked like a huge tunnel of mud spraying over the truck. But
he reached the barn.
Soon as he pulled up to the barn, I ran out to
help and tripped over my boots. Robert howled! Apparently I put on a
show of some funny looking dance steps just trying to catch my balance. No way
did I want to fall in that
deep mud! Nah-uh!
Now I understand why the feed store refused
to deliver the feed to the barn. The path to the barn was a death trap of
mud!
My boots fell apart.
What incredible timing. My all time favourite Eddie Bauer mud boots
finally fell apart! One boot's seam came apart and the rubber cracked on
the other! My white socks will never be white again. What a mess!!!! To
make matters worst; Today the horses are moving and I just realized I don't
have anything to put on my feet that won't get irreversibly ruined by that
mud - - - Oh how I wanna be in Miami!!
INCOMPLETE [TAKEN FROM OLD
EMAIL] - DRAFT
Debby Poole was kind enough to trailer all
4 horses to Poolesville, MD. Last night, the Bible said something bad was
going to happen today and Of course it was a doozy! Eclipse fell to his knees in the trailer when
Debby had to slam on the brakes!
I was behind the 4 horse trailer and heard the whole thing. Soon as they stopped I jumped
out of the car, ran up and told Debbie there was trouble.. She said
she'd pull the truck and trailer over but when I checked on Shetan I saw
white fur from under Shetan's belly
Eclipse was in trouble. He was hanging from
the trailer tie. I didn't know what would happen if the trailer moved
so I waved to Debbie signaling to stay still.
I jumped over the hitch [forgetting I was out of shape!] opened
Eclipse's side door and there he was! Poor thing was on his knees with
his head stretched up ...hanging from the trailer tie with the floor mat
buckled up behind his hind legs. I immediately unsnapped his head.
The warm look of gratitude he gave me
melted my heart. Right away I knew he was going to be okay...
. I remembered what Radie Evans once said about allowing horses to find
their own balance in a trailer, so I left Eclipse on the trailer floor, just the way I found him;
confident he'd right himself at his own pace and He did!
The entire time this was happening I had this
peaceful feeling everything was going to be okay regardless of what my
eyes saw in front of me! Guess that's the purpose of being
forewarned. huh? I checked Eclipse when we
arrived at the barn. His legs were fine. He lost hair around his knees but
that's it! Boy was I relieved. I don't think Eclipse has ever had
an uneventful trailer ride. Poor baby!
On the bright side, after we arrived and
unloaded the horses my landlord told me my feed was delivered. No
Problem! I thought. I was prepared with my new heavy-duty TUFF Hand Truck
[aka dolly].With this dolly I
knew I could carry the 50 lb. bags from his carport all the way to the barn without
killing my back -- & that's what I told the feed store yesterday when
they
warned me that they always dropped the feed off at the carport because
of all the mud near the barn..
Well, not today! The bags were
already in the barn!!! I couldn't believe it! I still used
my dolly but only to move the bags from a stall to the feed room..
Oh, it felt so good. not to have to haul all the bags from the house.
CHECK THIS OUT!! My landlord told me
he called the feed store. told them he had a new boarder and he
didn't want me to have to carry feedbags to the barn from his house;
that he wanted the bags of feed delivered to the barn. And
they were!!!
I was shocked! truly shocked! I still
don't know what to say, other than Thank You Lord! Getting rid of that mud to make delivering feed manageable is top priority!
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