Horses in the hood

I have spent most of my horsey life traveling 20+ minutes to see my horses. There were a couple barns that were self service and within reasonable driving distance (both home and at school) but there is just something really annoying about paying someone three figures a month per horse just to rent some land–especially when that land doesn’t even have sustainable pastures.

On a seemingly unrelated note, I grew up in the Oakhaven neighborhood of Memphis. (901, bitches.) If you have ever been in such a part of the city, you probably wish you hadn’t. Oakhaven and its neighbor Victory Heights border the airport and a few industrial parks. Amongst its attractions you will find drug dealers, strip clubs and a surprisingly clean McDonalds. My grandparents lived on 10 acres in Victory Heights. As you can imagine, this is not the most sought-after chunk of land and has sat empty since my grandmother died in 2007.

Fast forward to December of 2012. Steven and I had just gotten married in late October and had moved in to a duplex in midtown. The horses were at a barn in Cordova which was a good 40 minute drive from us on a good day. I wasn’t terribly happy with either their care or the barn bill. I believe in a rather strange mix of “let them be horses” and “oh my God what do you mean you don’t weigh their food!?” so finding a boarding facility up to my standards and budget is rough.

And then my mom made the mistake of saying “Too bad mom’s property is in such a bad part of town.” Which prompted me to mull it over and finally decide: So what? I mean, I lived there for 9 years and was never shot. Not even once. Not even shanked a little. Sure, the house has been broken into (multiple times…) but it was very obviously empty at the time. There is a big difference between a thief and a brave thief.

And so we paid half a month’s board and my poor husband was charged with putting up a fence before we had to move them December 16th. We have done a lot of work and bought a lot of stuff and I have to feed them every morning before work and Steven feeds them in the afternoon but it is entirely worth it. I get to see my horses EVERY day.

From here on out I will share some random day-to-days and also some neat (generally very hippy and very natural horse care) stuff I have come across. I hope it’s worth reading.


About maremother

I am a wife, designer and mother of 4. (Two horses, a dog and a cat.) I am always attempting to find new and better ways to make my family happy and healthy. This usually involves boring the crap out of my husband with information about natural horse care.
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