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I want to go to this exact point and run around it saying “I’m in Sweden!” I’m in Finland!” “I’m in Norway!” until I get tired
i aspire to great things in life
According to Google Maps, that point is in the middle of a small lake.
So we’ll do it in January when it’s frozen.
actually that’s why they’ve helpfully dropped a big-ass cement block with a bridge surrounding it in the middle of the lake: for the express purpose of doing what OP aspires to do
"Owners and trainers need to realize there’s a definite, easy-to-remember schedule of fusion - and then make their decision as to when to ride the horse based on that rather than on the external appearance of the horse.- Dr. Deb Bennett - link to original article that this quote was adapted from
For there are some breeds of horse - the Quarter Horse is the premier among these - which have been bred in such a manner as to LOOK mature long before they actually ARE mature. This puts these horses in jeopardy from people who are either ignorant of the closure schedule, or more interested in their own schedule (for futurities or other competitions) than they are in the welfare of the animal.
The process of fusion goes from the bottom up. In other words, the
lower down toward the hoofs you look, the earlier the growth plates will have fused; and the higher up toward the animal’s back you look, the later. The growth plate at the top of the coffin bone (the most distal bone of the limb) is fused at birth. What this means is that the coffin bones get no TALLER after birth (they get much larger around, though, by another mechanism). That’s the first one. In order after that:
2. Short pastern - top & bottom between birth and 6 mos.
3. Long pastern - top & bottom between 6 mos. And 1 yr.
4. Cannon bone - top & bottom between 8 mos. And 1.5 yrs.
5. Small bones of knee - top & bottom on each, between 1.5 and 2.5 yrs.
6. Bottom of radius-ulna - between 2 and 2.5 yrs.
7. Weight-bearing portion of glenoid notch at top of radius - between 2.5 and 3 yrs.
8. Humerus - top & bottom, between 3 and 3.5 yrs.
9. Scapula - glenoid or bottom (weight-bearing) portion - between 3.5 and 4 yrs.
10. Hindlimb - lower portions same as forelimb
11. Hock - this joint is “late” for as low down as it is; growth plates on the tibial & fibular tarsals don’t fuse until the animal is four (so
the hocks are a known “weak point” - even the 18th-century literature warns against driving young horses in plow or other deep or sticky footing, or jumping them up into a heavy load, for danger of spraining their hocks)
12. Tibia - top & bottom, between 2.5 and 3 yrs.
13. Femur - bottom, between 3 and 3.5 yrs.; neck, between 3.5 and 4 yrs.; major and 3rd trochanters, between 3 and 3.5 yrs.
14. Pelvis - growth plates on the points of hip, peak of croup (tubera sacrale), and points of buttock (tuber ischii), between 3 and 4 yrs.
and what do you think is last? The vertebral column, of course. A
normal horse has 32 vertebrae between the back of the skull and the root of the dock, and there are several growth plates on each one, the most important of which is the one capping the centrum.
These do not fuse until the horse is at least 5 1/2 years old (and this figure applies to a small-sized, scrubby, range-raised mare. The taller your horse and the longer its neck, the later full fusion will occur. And for a male - is this a surprise? — You add six months. So, for example, a 17-hand TB or Saddlebred or WB gelding may not be fully mature until his 8th year - something that
owners of such individuals have often told me that they “suspected” ).
The lateness of vertebral “closure” is most significant for two
One: in no limb are there 32 growth plates!
Two: The growth plates in the limbs are (more or less) oriented perpendicular to the stress of the load passing through them, while those of the vertebral chain are oriented parallel to weight placed upon the horse’s back.
Bottom line: you can sprain a horse’s back (i.e., displace the
vertebral growth plates) a lot more easily than you can sprain those located in the limbs.
And here’s another little fact: within the chain of vertebrae, the
last to fully “close” are those at the base of the animal’s neck
(that’s why the long-necked individual may go past 6 yrs. to achieve
full maturity). So you also have to be careful - very careful - not to
yank the neck around on your young horse, or get him in any situation where he strains his neck."
I first met Nenes 9 years ago, when he was bought by my riding school. At that time I had ridden for a few years but due to some incidents that scared the living shit outta me, I dared not even trot with someone holding my horse for me, because I thought the horse would bolt. Needless to say, I was terrified every single time I rode, but for some reason I still made myself go back every week.
When Nenes had gotten a bit used to the riding school life, I got to ride him, and I remember how safe I felt on him. He was so genuinely good, not only because that’s how he was taught to be, but because that’s how he wanted to be. And during the next five years he gave me so much of my confidence back, until I was able to gallop full speed up a huge hill with no control whatsoever, and I enjoyed it so much – it was total freedom. Whenever we hacked out and were closing in on that huge hill, I had butterflies in my belly and I was so nervous, in the best kind of way. It was anticipation.
I was still afraid of jumping, but I could finally start jumping over tiny poles.
Then the day came when all funds were cut from the riding school, and they sold all their horses and shut down. I begged and begged for my parents to buy me Nenes, but instead I had to watch him get sold to another girl.
I kept on riding on other riding schools. I went to see him when I was in the neighborhood, and when the time came, I started at Bollerup and learned so much on how to ride different horses. I even jumped a little, though the lessons were really uncomfortable for me and I felt really out of place. I loved the dressage lessons.
Then, april last year, I came across a very familiar face when i was browsing a horse sales page. His previous owner, the girl I shared a riding school with, was graduating and wouldn’t be able to keep him. At first I wasn’t seriously considering it, but then I realized that if he was sold off to some remote corner of Sweden, then that would be it. I would never see him again.
I sort of panicked, and I wrote to both mom and dad, dropping the news of him being for sale. Mom was asleep and didn’t answer. Dad called me and gave me the scolding of a life time and told me to forget about it. He honestly made me, the 17-y.o, cry.
The next day, mom called me and said let’s do it.
SO. That’s the story of how I was reunited with my most fantastic friend who helped me so much by just being there. I just wanted to put this in a post so everyone can truly understand how much I love this horse.
This is wonderful
THIS PHOTO WAS TAKEN LAST WEEK AT MY LOCAL KMART. YES, THAT IS A SEALED VHS TAPE OF JIMMY NEUTRON THE MOVIE, IN 2014, AT KMART, SITTING NEXT TO DVDS AND BLU-RAYS, PRICED AT $8.99
To give perspective, this film was released on VHS in 2002 and has been sitting unopened in a Kmart store for 12 years, longer than children now in middle school.
Plain proof that no one does inventory or gives a shit at any Kmart anywhere. Someone could probably live in Kmart and have no one notice.
In 2001, I did an experiment for school about the idea of living in a big-box store like this. I selected a busy 24hr Meijer, which is a midwest-only combination of Marts both K and Wal. I entered the store on a lovely friday afternoon, and didn’t leave the store until the following sunday evening. I read the entire magazine section, played all of the demos of the games in the electronics section, and beat minesweeper on my phone innumerable times. I ate at the pizza parlour they’d just installed, and slept on the display furniture. I wandered around the racks during the day, bored out of my skull. I considered buying frozen burritos and asking one of the employees if they had a breakroom where I could microwave them, but that felt like it wouldn’t truly answer the question if someone could live in a Meijer; I’d be using resources that weren’t public.
The only time I was ever asked if I needed any help was on sunday morning around 8am, and then it was only waking me up to ask me if I was drunk and had wandered in that night and fell asleep on their displays. I said, “no, I’m fine, I’m just trying this futon.” and was left alone.
The people that work there really don’t care.
u lived in a k-mart
This is the most magical thing I’ve ever had the privilege of reading
you deserve a book deal and a movie just for the phrase ‘marts both k and wal’
i fORGOT MY LAPTOP WAS HOOKED UP TO THE STEREO SYSTEM SO THIS JUST PLAYED IN EVERY ROOM OF MY HOUSE OH MY GOD
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WHY DOES T HIS PIECE OF SHIT HAVE 99K FUCKING NOTES NOT A DAY GOES BY I DONT REGRET MAKING THIS POST I HATE ALL OF YOU AND IM NUKING MY COMPUTER FROM ORBIT