{"id":26,"date":"2010-08-24T11:17:28","date_gmt":"2010-08-24T11:17:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/horses\/2010\/08\/24\/arabians\/"},"modified":"2010-08-24T11:17:28","modified_gmt":"2010-08-24T11:17:28","slug":"arabians","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/horses\/2010\/08\/24\/arabians\/","title":{"rendered":"Arabians"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Bless their hearts.  *laugh*<\/p>\n<p>As a kid, I <i>adored<\/i> Arabs.  Just adored them.  I wanted either a pretty gray one or a black or bay with lots of chrome, and we&#8217;d be bestest friends, and&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Then I met some.<\/p>\n<p>Let&#8217;s see&#8230; There was <a href=\"http:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/index.php\/horses\/2010\/08\/01\/birthday-twin\">Star<\/a>, of course &#8211; nice horse, a little quirky, a little interested in the fillies still, and I&#8217;m still boggled at the weekly bathing in mayo thing.<\/p>\n<p>I rode a mare named Lacey for a while &#8211; fleabitten gray, which I just don&#8217;t like that much &#8211; and she was a bit of a pill.  She had two settings: lazy, and &#8220;FINE, I&#8217;ll GO, you evil human.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Then there was Marcus, who just&#8230; had <i>no<\/i> personality at all; I have nothing bad to say about him, and nothing particularly good either.  And his stablemate, whose name as totally escaped me but I think started with a T (Taffy?  Tally?), who spent pretty much all her time jigging in place and is pretty high on my list of horses that were so annoying on the ground that I&#8217;m not sorry at all that I never rode her.<\/p>\n<p>And of course there was Punky &#8211; dear, sweet, brain the size of a hummingbird Punky.  The second horse I ever came off of.  We used to joke that she had a five-minute reset button; you&#8217;d get her OK with something, and five minutes later, it was scary again.  She&#8217;d stand in the crossties and scream and scream for her pasture buddies &#8211; who could care less &#8211; even when she could see them through a doorway into the arena.  She had nose-bleeds.  She was uncannily, frustratingly agile; we once watched her duck out of a set of stocks inside a wash rack, making a complete u-turn in a space that couldn&#8217;t have been more than two or two and a half feet wide at its widest.  She regularly got sticks knotted in her long mane and tail.  She was a very sweet horse &#8211; I only ever saw her make a mean move once, after a particularly rough series of camps &#8211; but man, oh man, was she a pain sometimes.<\/p>\n<p>There was a half-Arabian too, a little bay pinto named Callie.  She could be sweet, but for the most part she was a little turd, prone to kicking and head-flipping and this horrid little power-trot that felt like someone had replaced her legs with a mini&#8217;s and then lit a fire under her butt.<\/p>\n<p>I realize, of course, that not all Arabians are <i>those<\/i> Arabians &#8211; and not all Arabians are the gorgeous ones in the show ring and professional portraits.  That takes work that a lot of the ones I dealt with just didn&#8217;t have put into them on a regular basis.<\/p>\n<p>But, being older and wiser than I once was&#8230; I don&#8217;t really want one any more.  They&#8217;re shorter than I prefer overall.  It&#8217;s a lot of maintenance to keep that pretty face.  From what I understand, it can be tough to find a saddle that fits them really well.  I&#8217;m sure I can come up with other excuses, too&#8230; <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/rsc\/smilies\/icon_wink.gif\" alt=\";)\" class=\"middle\" width=\"15\" height=\"15\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Of course, if The Horse For Me is an Arabian in the end, I&#8217;ll take it, but when it comes time to look, I probably won&#8217;t be looking at Arabs to begin with.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Bless their hearts.  *laugh*<br \/>\nAs a kid, I adored Arabs.  Just adored them.  I wanted either a pretty gray one or a black or bay with lots of chrome, and we&#8217;d be bestest friends, and&#8230;<br \/>\nThen I met some.<br \/>\nLet&#8217;s see&#8230; There was Star, of course &#8211; nic&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[23],"class_list":["post-26","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-breeds"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/horses\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/horses\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/horses\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/horses\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/horses\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/horses\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/horses\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/horses\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.emeraldsilver.com\/horses\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}