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I was not attacking anyone on here about their horses. I was expressing how I saw horses now days compared to how the horses were that I grew up around and was around.
It was a general observation about how they are different from what I knew and from all the people I grew up with who had horses knew.
At no time did I direct it at you nor attacked you. I did reply, but it was not an attack. You mentioned about not knowing where or how I grew up around horses and I simply answered that. I explained where, and how.
If anything, I feel attacked. Have I at any time put my print in bold font? How long was your post compared to other people's posts? Your post did come across as an attack at me. But I did not try to attack back, I only tried to answer your questioning and your points that you said you did not know about me.
I would like to address this statement by you: "If I can't move my rear and get over to the feed store before he runs out of feed, then maybe I should get a parakeet instead."
When living in a very rural area ----all towns around for at least 60 miles are population of under 1,000 people and many even just a few hundred people--- there are not a lot of feed places to get horse food. When you live 5-10 miles out in the country and you have bad snow, ice, even blizzard that you can not get to town or away from your own home for a week (and once more than two weeks), it is not possible to get to a feed store. And once there, there is a very good chance it may not be open, from the weather. We all had our horses at our homes, not at stables that had the pleasure of having food in bulk on hand all the time. BTW: the town that was at least 60 miles away and had a population over 1,000 was too big to have 'country' stuff and had no horse food nor farm animal food.
Maybe you have not lived in the part of small town America where the next town is 10, 20, 30 miles away. The town I lived closest to had 600 people: it had one grocery store, a dime store, a couple gas stations, a small restaurant that was open only in the summer. All those closed by 4:00 or 5:00 every night. The closest town that had a place to by horse food was 30 miles away. When I was grown and married, we lived over 5 miles outside of that town that had the store with horse feed. I already told you what happened in bad weather, for being able to get into town.
Our horses were not show horses. They were working horses (farm horses for herding cattle or rounding up cows) that we also rode for pleasure, and shows were on someone's cleared farm ground that they donated to use. Just an open field, with sometimes had and sometimes didn't have a small short rail fence around the 'arena'. Horses were brought in by trailers and often in the back of farm trucks. The horses were straight out of the fields.
None us had money for stables, nor the jumper shows, dressage, etc. I am not saying that those are bad things, but I am explaining that those were not the kind of horses we had nor the kind of shows nor riding we did. But the horses were used every bit as hard riding as you said you do. A weakling horse does not last long on a real farm and farming community. They were not neglected, nor was vet care kept away from them. They were a very necessary part of life on a farm, and you darn well had to take good care of them. You didn't have money to just go out and buy another one, and to most people they also were an important part of the family. Not just an animal like cows or pigs (which their whole purpose was to kill for food, or sell to killer for food).
Maybe the horses you grew up around, 26 years ago, are no different from the ones you are around today , however they are different to me and to everyone else I grew up with. Sounds like we had much different lives and much different experiences. I do not resent you for yours and do not attack you for yours; please respect me and my different life I had.
It was a general observation about how they are different from what I knew and from all the people I grew up with who had horses knew.
At no time did I direct it at you nor attacked you. I did reply, but it was not an attack. You mentioned about not knowing where or how I grew up around horses and I simply answered that. I explained where, and how.
If anything, I feel attacked. Have I at any time put my print in bold font? How long was your post compared to other people's posts? Your post did come across as an attack at me. But I did not try to attack back, I only tried to answer your questioning and your points that you said you did not know about me.
I would like to address this statement by you: "If I can't move my rear and get over to the feed store before he runs out of feed, then maybe I should get a parakeet instead."
When living in a very rural area ----all towns around for at least 60 miles are population of under 1,000 people and many even just a few hundred people--- there are not a lot of feed places to get horse food. When you live 5-10 miles out in the country and you have bad snow, ice, even blizzard that you can not get to town or away from your own home for a week (and once more than two weeks), it is not possible to get to a feed store. And once there, there is a very good chance it may not be open, from the weather. We all had our horses at our homes, not at stables that had the pleasure of having food in bulk on hand all the time. BTW: the town that was at least 60 miles away and had a population over 1,000 was too big to have 'country' stuff and had no horse food nor farm animal food.
Maybe you have not lived in the part of small town America where the next town is 10, 20, 30 miles away. The town I lived closest to had 600 people: it had one grocery store, a dime store, a couple gas stations, a small restaurant that was open only in the summer. All those closed by 4:00 or 5:00 every night. The closest town that had a place to by horse food was 30 miles away. When I was grown and married, we lived over 5 miles outside of that town that had the store with horse feed. I already told you what happened in bad weather, for being able to get into town.
Our horses were not show horses. They were working horses (farm horses for herding cattle or rounding up cows) that we also rode for pleasure, and shows were on someone's cleared farm ground that they donated to use. Just an open field, with sometimes had and sometimes didn't have a small short rail fence around the 'arena'. Horses were brought in by trailers and often in the back of farm trucks. The horses were straight out of the fields.
None us had money for stables, nor the jumper shows, dressage, etc. I am not saying that those are bad things, but I am explaining that those were not the kind of horses we had nor the kind of shows nor riding we did. But the horses were used every bit as hard riding as you said you do. A weakling horse does not last long on a real farm and farming community. They were not neglected, nor was vet care kept away from them. They were a very necessary part of life on a farm, and you darn well had to take good care of them. You didn't have money to just go out and buy another one, and to most people they also were an important part of the family. Not just an animal like cows or pigs (which their whole purpose was to kill for food, or sell to killer for food).
Maybe the horses you grew up around, 26 years ago, are no different from the ones you are around today , however they are different to me and to everyone else I grew up with. Sounds like we had much different lives and much different experiences. I do not resent you for yours and do not attack you for yours; please respect me and my different life I had.
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