they were supposed to ship today but apparently shipped early haha I didn’t even think they were supposed to hatch till today 
Until now I've only ever owned one good roo. He was older when I got him and passed of old (old for a roo) age. That's a roo I miss. All the others have been mean, nasty, feathered balls of red hot hate.Mine run away from me
Well those don't sound very edible.Because the receipt says 8 haha I must have changed it and ordered one less than I thought I did.
I ordered them from Ideal back in like January
So I might have forgotten LOL
And they are 4 female Brabanters (2 cream and 2 gold) and 4 straight run bantam Birchen Cochins.
They also apparently shipped last night
Same here. The last order I got (Sept 2019) was for the exact 10 chicks on the order, from Hoover, for a new to me breed- Sapphire Gems.I wouldn't have minded if Cackle had sent me an extra duckling.
Nope. Got just what I ordered.
Bobby sounds pretty amazing, too. Billy and I only did Novice level dressage. By that point, my life was moving in a different direction, but he was always part of it. And you're right, they are once-in-a-lifetime partners. Our current horses - my sister's severely neglected and abused rescue mare (probably a TB/StdBredX) and a kill-pen pulled polo "pony," are wonderful - in fact, Joey, the polo pony, is DD's horsey soulmate. Coincidentally, he's a blue roan leopard Appy, too. I swear that Billy sent him to us, or vice versa! The mare, Jett, is a timid pasture ornament - sweet as the day is long but terrified of a rider. Despite their both being somewhere in their late 20's to 30's, now, I wouldn't trade either of them. If a dog is Man's best friend, a horse is definitely Woman's!He sounds amazing! Once in a lifetime horse.
When I was 20, I worked in a barn that had a 4th level dressage horse named Bobby Two Socks. Bobby had been saved from a meat auction and was figured to be an Appy/TB cross.
Tall and thin, but a beautiful dark chestnut coat with a smattering of spots across the rump. No one knew the mix for sure, but he was a rank and nasty tempered 2 year old that captured the farm owner's heart at the time.
Over the years she worked him into a very competitive show horse and he's the horse I took my first dressage lessons on. He was older by then and knew how to take care of a rider, even when she didn't know how to ask correctly for say... a passage, he did it anyway. However when asked for correctly, he blew your socks off with such a collected movement that you felt like you were floating on clouds.
I fell SO in love with that horse.
He still had a naughty streak to him, even as an old man, but he pushed me as a rider and taught me so so much. Though he was never mine, I took full care of him for years and we blazed the trails as well as the dressage ring and he was my once in a lifetime horse.
That's not to say don't love my current dufus, but they are just night and day different.
Oh, and my Billy pooped on the kitchen floor.My mom was not pleased.
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I went on an 8 hour trail ride in a McClellen saddle when I was 11. I mouthed off at the trainer so my punishment was the McClellen saddle torture. I couldn't walk normal for days. The other awful saddle is the late 1800 through turn of the century no padded seat 12" cantle. Pretty sure my tush has no nerves left from hours in one of those things!
