Where is all this white stuff coming from, it's been a bit hard finding the grass underneath it all recently which wasn't good but at least I was outside with my friends. Yesterday there was even more white cold stuff, I thought the others were going out so I threw a bit of a strop, turns out they were all staying in like me. Pah, stuck in my stable all day long until Sarah could come and make my bed nice again, oh well at least I had loads of hay to eat. Sarah put lots of straw down for me but before she could spread it around I decided to have a good roll around in it. She put even more in this morning and again I just couldn't resist rolling in it all, she thinks it's funny.
Yesterday Sarah put a saddle on my back, she said she wanted to see if it fit me, I was crossing my hooves hoping it wouldn't, I was gutted when she said it looked good, oh well at least this white stuff means she won't get on it. Come on white stuff keep falling from the sky, I'm quite happy doing nothing but eating. I get three buckets everyday, Lynne asked Sarah if I wanted an extra one today, I was thinking, yes nice one more grub but Sarah said no he's got a fat belly. Fat Belly! I have not! Anyway I thought she was trying to put weight on me...
Hello!
Hi, I'm Toby, I'm a 13 year old thoroughbred cross and I'm a gelding but that is still a sore point so I prefer not to talk about it. Sarah found me on horse hunter whilst looking for her first horse, she thought that I looked like I could do with some good food and exercise from the photo on my advert but came to see me anyway. Unfortunately I didn't look much like the picture on the internet, I was much worse, I hadn't been looked after properly so I was very thin, my spine stuck up and people said my ribs looked like a picket fence, my hips stuck out too, I felt sad and couldn't be bothered to do much. I made Sarah really sad. I'm much better now but me and Sarah still have some work to do and need to get to know each other better so this blog has been set up to let people know how we are getting on.
About Toby
Toby is 13 years old, he's 15.3 hand high and a bright bay gelding with black socks. He used to be in a riding school in Lincoln where he lived from around 5 to 11 but his nearby friend had to be put to sleep so he developed separation anxiety. The school decided to sell him feeling that being privately owned would be more suitable for him. Toby was sold in September 2008 to a private buyer, what happened between then and October 2009 is not known, I was told by the seller that he had been put out on loan, he'd lost his grazing and was subsequently underweight, whether this is true I can't say.
Blog Archive
Then and now
Toby's progress
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