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Hi, my name is See More Rocks. That's the name I got when I was born with. It was my racing name - except I never raced - couldn't be bothered with that. Seemorerocks is also Robin's nom de plume.
He prefers to call me Biscuit and Pam calls me Wisk (and a host of other names - but then consistency wasn't ever her first name!). So from now on I'll call myself Biscuit.
Robin asked me to provide a history. I don't know what that is but I'll describe my life at the farm.
Life's pretty sweet at the moment. Plenty of space and food's good. I live with 10 other horses although they keep getting moved around so I don't always see them all at the same time.
I guess Robin and Pam don't have that much money because we don't have covers on (some of the others seem to have several). They don't get anyone to nail metal shoes on (although Robin is constantly lifting my feet and fiddling around with them). They practice something called 'natural horsemanship' - something about learning our language. Bit of a joke really because it doesn't matter how much they try, they'll never be horses!
Never mind, we do have fun with them. I guess they are showing that they love us and care. They walk up to the top of the hill to get us (sometimes we make them walk quite a long way) and bring us down to their area across the stream where they brush us down. I really do love that brushing especially the feeling on my face! Sometimes we just hang out with them. Other times they saddle them up and we get to go out.
We... I almost forgot to mention Lucy. I had another girlfriend, Poppy but she went over to the horse ancestors - I was pretty sad over that one. Lucy is a long distant relative (they call us standardbreds) and she's great to have around. But I have to tell you that I'm boss and I have to take action if she (or any other horse for that matter) gets too close. Mr. Grumpy they call me! Lucy looks to me and won't go anywhere with her human on her back without me.
We used to go out a lot more which involved getting on a big box on wheels. It's dark and restricted and I feel claustrophobic so I've had to work on that one. However we have had some pretty good outings including events with lots of other horses where we get to run over the hills. Pretty cool.
However we really haven't done so much recently. Pam was pretty sore and not that comfortable for Lucy to carry and Robin came off my back because some bit of the saddle snapped and he hurt himself (but I got the saddle off myself). He hasn't seemed himself recently. He's pretty much able to be depended on and means really well but I look after him.
Next time I'll talk about some of my paddock mates.
I wonder when they'll be out next. I could do with an apple!
Looks as if the've seen something!
Tane came from out of the Kaiwakas and is bit of a wild boy. He looks after the old boy, Perry who was in his time a pretty good racehorse. Now he's older and got arthritis.
They've since been joined by Danny, another racehorse who came because he had bad feet - he's also beneath me in the herd.
Come to think of it, they're just about all below me in the herd - except for Draachen the warmblood. It took quite a while for us to work out our place at the top of the herd but now he's my best mate - along wth Gelly who is joned to Draachen at the hip.
So the four of us - me, Draachen, Gelly and Lucy we form a group of out own.
That's us, the herd on the hillside
Here is Robin riding me round the paddock. He's doing alright but I'm pretty good at working out what he wants!
One day Lucy and I spent the day with Robin and Pam. We were brought down off the hill, saddled up and taken for an outing into the hills. The best part was the feed at the end of the ride!
Buck Brannaman says some great things:
Mark Rashid
I wuv my Dad!
Out with a friend (Geoff)
