I have been hearing more and more about horses that are being neglected and abandoned due in part to the current economy.  While I feel that people should not excuse bad behavior by blaming it on the economy, the reality is that more horse farms and boarding facilities are dealing with this issue.  I am not an attorney and am not attempting to give anyone legal advice about any specific issue.  I have been through the situation of having horses abandoned at our farm and can inform you about the steps we went through and what issues you may encounter.

Protection/prevention of the problem:A good boarding contract that tells the boarders of your rights as the stablekeeper and their rights as the owner should be spelled out.  I would recommend that you have an horse-savy attorney help you draft this contract and have it reviewed periodically.  In this contract you should discuss your rights with regard to putting a lien on the horses and equipment left in your care against unpaid board. 

Most if not all states in the US have something called a stable keeper’s lien.  Other countries most likely have similar laws.  This lien states that you can hold the horses (and sometimes equipment) of the boarder against unpaid board.  It is similar to the lien a hotel has on your stuff against an unpaid hotel bill.   Having your boarders pay at the beginning of the month will prevent a lien from existing on their horse.  There are other things you will want to spell out in your contract such as emergency medical care for the horse, turn out, farrier care, worming and so on.  A good contract will help settle any confusion ahead of time and prevent issues from coming up.

In 12 years of operation, we have only had one case of horses being abandoned at our farm.  In this case it was a pregnant mare and a young stallion who was abandoned.  By the time we resolved it, we had cared for these horses for over a year and the mare had foaled.  Also abandoned at our farm was a horse trailer and several saddles. 

Once a horse appears to have been abandoned in your care: Call or otherwise try to contact and work with the boarder to resolve the issue in a friendly manner.  This is the best and most cost-effective way of dealing with the issue.  Do whatever you can to try to help the boarder reduce the continuing expenses and find ways they can pay you back.  If it makes sense, try to find ways they can work off the board.  Believe me this is the best way to deal with this, having to go through the courts is the last resort.  In our case, the woman never returned our calls and eventually moved without a forwarding address.  Even without a boarding contract the stable keepers lien should be applicable.  Look at your local laws and make sure you understand them. 

If you allow the horse to be taken out of your care, the stablekeepers lien will no longer be applicable, and you will have to just go through small claims court to recover unpaid board.  This may be the least expensive option, however, if the owner is offering to move the horse.  If you have a lien against the horses, you can refuse to allow the owner to move the horses.  This is similar to having your car behind a locked gate at the repair shop.  They have a lien against your car until you pay for the repairs.

Nothing has worked and the horse has truly been abandoned in your care: Regardless of the fact that you are not being paid, you are still responsible to take good care of these horses.  They were left in your care and it is not their fault their owners are dead-beats.  Do what you can to care for them inexpensively if possible.  If you have a run-in shed with a dry lot or can pasture board them on your place, do that to reduce your costs, because you have a time-consuming job ahead of you.  You need them to stay in excellent health because you are likely going to have to sell them to recover your expenses.  Also, at least in our state, ownership does not just transfer over to you. 

While an attorney is not essential in this process, it would probably make things easier.  We handled our situation without an attorney, but it was extremely time consuming and required a lot of legwork on our part.  An attorney would not have been so baffled by the process and may have sped up the process.   This law is rarely enforced in our area, the court was not familiar with the process and probably required us to do more steps than were truly necessary.  In this state, how the lien is handled and resolved is not clear, so the court told us what we should do and we followed the steps they laid out for us. 

The way we had to resolve it was to go to small claims court with a copy of the state law regarding the stable keepers lien.  We had to file a claim against the boarder.  Do not expect the court to be familiar with the stable keepers lien, it is a very old law and is not something they deal with often.   The court gave the boarder time to respond to the claim and to resolve it.  In our case, the boarder never replied and never responded to the court documents.  After the court had judged in our favor, we were given permission to sell the horses and equipment at auction.  We were not allowed to sell them privately.  We had to prove that the horses were sold for ‘fair market value’ and proceeds of the sale went against what was owed.  Had there been any money over what was owed, that would have been returned to the boarder.   Of course with the board on three horses, farrier and veterinary care, it didn’t come anywhere close to covering our expenses.  Depending on your state, you may be able to sell any equipment in addition to the horses.  In our case, the court allowed us to sell the horse trailer.  This trailer wasn’t worth a lot, but it did help with the expenses.  We encouraged people who were interested in the horses go to the auction and bid on them.  These horses ended up in good homes. 

The new owners may be able to get the registration papers transferred to them with the appropriate paperwork.  They will need to work with the appropriate breed association to find out the process to get the papers transferred.  Most likely they will need record of any court documents or an affidavit signed by you indicating that the horses were legally transferred from the owner on the papers. 

Hopefully you will never have to deal with this issue, but if you do, try to keep communication open with the horse owner and do everything in your power to avoid dealing with court expenses and mounting board bills.



Have you ever had someone want to board at your barn that was really annoying and you knew would be more trouble than they were worth?  The sort that you did your best to avoid even at clinics and horse shows?  Well, here is one solution to this problem. 

Mark called me one day, all excited, saying that one of my good friends was coming out to see the barn and wanted to move her horses out to the farm.  My reply was “Who is it”?  When he told me the name (lets call her Janey, not her real name) I said “Oh No, Mark, oh no!”  I’d been hearing Janey stories since I moved to central Illinois from Pennsylvania.  It wasn’t that this woman was just difficult, she was not sane. 

So I told him a few of them.  My favorite was one where she talked a friend of mine, Lorna who is now a FEI level rider and trainer into traveling 5 hours each way to look at a horse.  They went there and Janey first wanted the owner to ride the horse.  Then she wanted my friend to ride the horse.  Then she still didn’t want to ride the horse, but wanted someone to take a picture of her sitting on the horse.  Then they drove home.   They stopped for dinner on the way home.  Janey’s treat.  At Dairy Queen.  Lorna’s commision/fee for the trip was a hot dog.  Janey decided not to buy the horse because of the color.  “I just don’t think I want a chestnut horse.”

Lorna did learn some good lessons about how to charge for helping someone buy a horse and managed to not be available next time Janey wanted to look for another horse.  (Believe me, the story of this trip is much better told by Lorna!  She will have you laughing so hard you can’t breathe!)

Anyway, I was trying to figure out how we could get out of Janey moving into our farm without being mean.  Mark meanwhile was still doing his salesman bit and trying to help this lady decide to move in.  After she had stood him up a couple of times when she had made an appointment for a tour and after she started worrying about hitting her head on the metal beams in our arena, he started to understand the situation.  Our arena has sufficient head space.  Even if you ride an elephant, and stand on his back you are not going to hit your head.  Mark also hates to have his time wasted.  He spends all day going a million miles an hour and waiting for someone who doesn’t show and doesn’t call makes him crazy.

So she decided she wanted to see someone riding in the arena so she could see for herself that the headroom would be adequate.  Mark told her that Lorna was coming out to teach at our farm and she could watch me taking a lesson from her.  At this time we hosted weekly calf roping practices for the High School and Junior Rodeo kids.  Most of the times the calves were kept elsewhere, but for some reason that night they were at our house. 

Mark decided that during my lesson would be a good time to take the calves temperature.  So about every few minutes, a calf would come galloping out of the chute and would run all the way down the long side of the arena to the other end. 

I was riding Rose, my throughbred.  She was a perfect lady.  It was beneath her dignity to mention that there were calves running underfoot, let alone react to it.  A calf would run through our circle and she would act like it wasn’t there, meanwhile avoiding it completely.  Mark and I had been confident that Rose would handle it with her usual grace, she had just that sort of personality.

Lorna was trying to keep from laughing her a** off, because she knew what Mark and I were up to.  She did her best to pretend that this was the most normal thing in the world.  Meanwhile at the far end of the arena, every time Mark opened the chute, Mark would murmur, “Here is another one for you, Janey!” 

By the end of my lesson Janey had left, mumbling something about maybe this place wasn’t for her.   We were so disappointed!



tuff1Okay, I realize I am not being fair to our other horses, but since Tuff is my favorite, he gets to go first with his story. 

We bought two colts the day we got Tuff.  Tuff actually was traded for a round pen that Mark made.  We paid cash for Hawke.  After they got socialized, we moved the two of them to our little barn near our house.  This barn has four stalls that have runs, which is ideal for juvenile delinquents. 

You would think with a nice big paddock to play in, plenty of hay to eat and a companion to hang out with, the two of them would stay out of trouble.  Not these two.  Getting out became their mission in life.  It was never the same way twice.  The stall doors in our little barn are pipe and wire mesh and they figured out how to take it off its hinges.  (Remember the scene in Pirates of the Caribbean where Captain Jack is set free from jail?  That is the approach they used.  Only I am pretty sure they didn’t need a lever.) 

Their next solution was to take the boards out of the paddock that was next to them.  Of course they waited until the paddock was empty and the gate to that paddock was open.  Their next escape included untieing a gate that was tied shut with an old lead rope. 

One day I went out to feed and Tuff was laying on the ground, half under the fence.  His head, neck and shoulders were on one side of the fence and his chest, barrel and back legs were on the other.  He was laying there, stuck, but still eating the grass he could reach in the yard.  Fortunately he was still small enough that I could go into the paddock and grab him by the front legs and pull him back in.  He never got scared or alarmed about his predicament.  He was completely relaxed and grazing like that was the normal way to do it. 

Eventually we got another colt, a year younger to put out with Tuff and Hawke.  We liked this colt, he belonged to a friend who bred quarterhorses and the friend was having trouble selling him.  This colt didn’t fit their market of mostly pleasure horse buyers.  He was kind of big and had a nice sweeping stride.  We gave him the stable name of Scooter.  No excuses on the name.  A twelve-year old named him; we didn’t come up with something better and the name stuck.  

By this time we had made the turnout pretty ‘Tuff-proof’ or so we thought.  The two of them got poor Scooter running and chased him through the fence.  They must have picked out a weak spot to get him to go through because Scooter only ended up with a few scratches.  The other two didn’t have a mark on them.  I can just picture the three of them plotting how to get out  and goading Scooter into being the one to break the board fence.  It was a  horse version of double-dog-dare. 

When Mark started training Tuff, he was very cooperative and loved the attention.  He learned everything rapidly and was a people-lover.  His big gaits and his attitude made him a favorite.  Although he could spook, he didn’t completely freak out and would relax immediately when he realized it was nothing.  One day, while I was watching Mark work him, Mark had finished the ground work and left the round pen to go get the pad and the saddle.  I was cleaning a stall that overlooked the round pen.    Tuff walked over to the gate, flipped the latch on the gate and followed Mark out of the round pen.  He knew how the latch worked and out he went. 

Now all our gates have a latch and a chain.  Latches for all the other horses and the chain for Tuff.  Tuff still gets out about twice as often as any other horse on the farm.  Fortunately we live at the end of a dead end road and our driveway is about 1/8 mile long.  We have never had a loose horse actually leave the property.  I sleep with the bedroom door open and can hear their feet on the driveway in front of the house if a horse gets loose. 

Tuff is always incredibly easy to catch.  He is always happy to see us and glad to go back to his stall or his paddock.  He just wanted to go for a little walk and a little visit.   He never got injured on his little jaunts and survived to adulthood.  He is still on our farm, currently up to his belly in grass in the front pasture with two buddies.



My Aunt Lucy makes the most incredible, refreshing iced tea I have ever enjoyed.  It has just the right combination of tart, sweet and mint.  She grows the mint she uses in her back yard.  The plant, which she calls Wooly Balsam, looks like Apple Mint, with the typical square stem of the mint family and fuzzy leaves.  They live in a place of honor under her kitchen window.  Aunt Lucy’s garden is always relaxing and peaceful, with many bird feeders and birds and many perenials.  The yard is surrounded by woods, with large oak trees and fun paths for adventuring. 

Aunt Lucy’s mint came from her mother’s house as did the recipe.  Most everyone in the family has a little patch of her mint growing in some corner of the garden.  I had some wooly balsam at my farm too, until Mark got a little overzealous with the Roundup, ridding the barns foundations of weeds.  He managed to kill the mint, some violets and a whole row of tansy.  The weeds are under control, though!

Aunt Lucy often has gatherings and dinners at her house.  She loves to have people over and excells at the skill of hospitality.  In the summer she takes tablecloths and the food outside and we eat at the picnic tables.  In the winter, a beautiful glass-roofed sun room allows her guests to enjoy the out-of-doors without getting chilled.  There is a small woodstove in the sun room, which makes this room cozy and delightful regardless of the weather. 

Regardless of the season, we often have Aunt Lucy’s Iced Tea.  Refreshing and delicious, she makes it fresh in the summers and has frozen bunches of the herb to make the tea in the wintertime.  Here is the recipe to her incredible tea.  I am sure any variety of mint would work, but the wooly balsam is my favorite: 

Aunt Lucy’s Iced Tea - for a 1 gallon container

In a pan, boil 2 quarts water.  Remove from heat and put 6 tea bags and a handful (6-8 pieces) of mint into the water.  Steep 10 minutes to 1/2 day.  Pour tea in 1 gallon container, leave out tea bags and mint sprigs.

Add: 1/2 c sugar, and a 12 oz container of lemonade.  Fill with Ice and Water.  You can garnish it with fresh mint leaves.

Try the recipe out and let me know what you think!



050104-tuff3When we first saw ‘Tuff’ he was loose in a pasture with a group of mares and foals.  Mark had sold a round pen to a guy and we were delivering it.  We weren’t even looking for horses.  He was about a month old and was cantering in the field with the other foals.  The other ones still looked pretty clumsy, but Tuff was already very elegant and coordinated.  Then he did a set of flying changes across the pasture that were so effortless and correct that they caught our breath.  We didn’t buy him that day.  They had thought he might be homozygous for the paint gene (would always throw colored babies).  And perhaps double-black gened as well.   They wanted a lot of money for him and we weren’t shopping anyway.

We couldn’t stop thinking about the little guy and talked about him all summer.  We went back to that farm to drop of some gates and looked at all their horses.  Amazingly, the one that had caught our eye was still there.  He was not homozygous and the price had come down some.  We looked at some of the other colts and found another that we thought was cute.  Somehow we still didn’t come home with them. 

That fall, the owner was at our farm and asked when we were coming over to pick up ‘our horse’.  This colt looked like a little warmblood, not like a pleasure or halter horse.  Other people had overlooked the big gaits and the presence that this little guy had.  So we worked out a deal and bought Tuff and another that we liked that would keep him company. 

When we got there the two colts were tied up in their stalls and ready to go.  I thought it a little strange, but didn’t really say anything.  The other thing I noticed was that Tuff had one ear slightly clipped and the other was natural.  The other colt had both ears trimmed.  We have a large stock trailer that we brought them home in so it was easy to load these colts that weren’t really halter-broken yet. 

After we got them home and in our barn, we realized that something really traumatic had happened to these two.  When you would walk down the aisle, they would bolt to the back of their stalls.  They weren’t friendly and curious as you expect most foals to be.  We never leave a horse loose on our farm with their halters on.  They are ‘naked’ whether in their stall, in a pasture or in a dry lot.  We feel they are a lot safer without the halter on and they do learn to stand quietly to get their halter put back on.

With these colts, however, we soon discovered that they had never been taught to have their halters put on, they were distrustful of people and you could not catch them, even in the stall.  It was heart-breaking, we had these beautiful foals and they wouldn’t let you touch them. 

Over the course of the next few weeks, we spent a lot of time in these two guys stalls, mostly with them just loose, so they could leave when they felt the need.  We groomed them, and brushed them and put the halters on and off.  Soon they recovered from their fears and were friendly and interested in people.  We were able to put them in our barn that has stalls with a turnout attached. 

Tuff, though, was still terrified of having his ears touched.  He was just sure if you were able to grab one, you were going to pull on it.  We were able to figure out that someone had ‘ear twitched’ him when they were trying to clip his ear hairs and he didn’t forget the trauma.  Ear twitching is where a person grabs onto the horse’s ear to control the head and the horse.  It is a misdemeanor in this state and is considered very abusive.  Sensitive horses like Tuff never fully get over the abuse. 

I don’t know why they decided to clip his ears.  We had already bought the horses and certainly didn’t need them in halter show condition to come home.  We were just planning on letting them grow up and be horses for the next couple of years.

At any rate, Tuff now will come running to the gate as soon as he sees you.  He is the friendliest horse on the farm.  If I am cleaning stalls and just stop to look at him in the paddock, he will whinny and run to the gate, hoping for attention and work.  He nearly always has his head out of the stall door to see what is going on and will nicker at you when you walk by his stall.  I still hand trim his mane and leave his ears ‘au naturale’.   When he starts looking like an old man with the hair sticking out of his ears, he will let me trim it with scissors.  I can use the clippers on most of his body, including his head, but near his ears he still gets frightened. 

I also was able to teach him to take the bridle, but that was an ordeal in itself.  He initially had a very hard time with the headstall going over his ears.  He now will let me touch and rub his ears, but generally will move his head so I can rub him on another spot on his face. 

He has a great work ethic, loves to be groomed and really likes to be ridden.  When I groom him and just put him back in his stall, he always seems disappointed.



Last year, Mark took off for a horse show.  Rachel and I went to a children’s event in town and then came home.  We discovered that the cows were out.  All over the place.  They had pushed over a fence trying to reach some feed and got out. 

Fortunately, at that time we had only about 15 at home.  I strapped Rachel in her big wheel stroller and we did our best to corral them.  We got 6 into the hay barn,  four more got trapped in a horse turnout lot.  I managed to get three in the lot with the mule.  (Festus didn’t like that one bit!)  Finally I had only four cattle loose and it was getting dark.  By then Rachel was asleep in the stroller and the remaining cattle were wound up and impossible to work.  Mark was five hours away at a team penning down in southern Indiana and I was getting pretty frustrated.  I had called Mark several times to see if he knew of anyone who could help me.  The whole time I was working these cows, I was pushing this stroller, trying to block them here and push them there. 

A friend of ours, Chris Staley, came out, bringing some helpers.  We got two calves in a stall in the back barn and another crawled under a fence and joined Festus.  The other one got locked in another stall.  Chris then hooked up the tractor to our gooseneck stock trailer (our truck with the gooseneck hitch was at the horse show with Mark.)  He got the cattle out of the hay barn and then backed the trailer up to the turnout lot and collected the bunch that were in there.  Then he moved the trailer over to the stall barn with calves in it and we loaded them up.  Then he pulled the trailer over to an outdoor pen and unloaded the bunch.  Finally he unhooked the trailer from the tractor and got a round bale and dumped it over the fence to give them something to eat while Mark was gone.  I filled up the tank that was in that pen and we left them to settle. 

By the time we were done, I had been messing with these cattle for about four hours.  Mark later told me they had been trying to push the fence over there for days and he thought he had it braced enough to get through the weekend.  There was some gluten on the ground that they wanted.  The fence was no match for their determination!



Photo by: Primo Morales

Photo by: Primo Morales

As those of you who follow me on Twitter may know, we had a team penning and sorting jackpot at our farm last weekend.  This one was the third in our winter series and we plan to have one more in April. 

Unlike those of us in the dressage/english world, the guys who team pen (as well as many other rodeo-type events) like to have a little money coming back when they do well.  I don’t know why we don’t do this in dressage.  Getting money back sounds like a great idea!

Anyway, since we are hosting this, I end up being our show secretary.  This is a lot of fun and I like doing it.  It gives me a chance to visit with the people Mark regularly competes with.  I like figuring out better/faster/more accurate ways to keep track of the results and the money.  Most fun is being able to give a wad of cash to the people who did well. 

This last week I figured out a way to calculate the payout quickly and accurately with a simple excel spreadsheet.  Previously, the math was making me nuts, with people coming and going and wanting to settle up while I was calculating the size of the jackpot and trying to find out the number of places we were going to pay out and the percentage that went to each place and then dividing that by the number of members in a team to get the payout per person.  Not difficult math, but not something I was enjoying doing when someone was talking to me and wanting to know how much they owed, or if they won. 

It was amazing how much that little spreadsheet helped me relax and enjoy the day.  I also made a form for the signup sheets which sped up that process, and helped me be able to read the team members better. 

If you are having a jackpot and want me to send you the forms I am using to see if they will help you, let me know.  I’d be glad to share!