Renovations to the basement of the Ruddy Beast are now complete, so David and I have finally been unpacking the last of our boxes. These contain mostly books, CDs, miscellaneous stuff we probably don't need if it's been in storage for two years, and lots of oldskool photographs. One album from 1998 had portraits of all my ponies that summer. EvenSong mentioned that they looked well-cared-for the other day, and I have to agree. While I hated to work them as hard as we did, the park owners are astute business folks who understood that caring for the animals was within their best interest. My most persistent problem was with girth and saddle galls -- big ticket problems like teeth, feet, worming and feed were always covered. Furthermore the footing around the ride was great, and the ride itself was designed to be pleasant for the animals (not the mention the staff, kids and parents). It meandered through little rolling hills with shrubs and greenery -- not the dusty hot-walker-style circle you so often see. These pictures from the end of the season show how well we were able to maintain them through their long, hot and demanding summers. They spend their winters on the park owners' ranch in eastern Ontario, and any pony that works on the ride has a guaranteed retirement home there.
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