DRAFT






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!


Updated: 03-Jan-2012