The Barn Provides

Lesson #29 turned out as I expected.  After my previous post, when I confessed to the world my problem with Tack Avoidance Syndrome (patent pending), Karin wasn’t about to raise a finger to help me tack up Vinnie. Well, she may have raised a finger, but it wasn’t the helping one.

She did tell me which saddle to use. Which, you would think, I would know by now which one to use, but unless something has my name written in crayon on it, I’m never sure if I should touch it. That’s how Jenny dealt with the Scissor Issue in our house.

This system worked well until I got the great idea of writing my name on ALL of the scissors.

Anyway, as I was left to my own devices in the barn (Karin warned Kathy NOT to help me…), I started noticing things.  It was kind of cool because I realized something I had never noticed before: the barn and everything in it are actually living organisms that spontaneously grow new parts. It’s like being in a Harry Potter movie.

The first object to grow a New Part was the saddle pad. I knew the pad goes on first, of course. I’m no dummy. But, all of a sudden I noticed a little strap with Velcro on the pad that had never, ever been there before. What, pray tell, was I suppose to do with this?

Kathy was walking by and I whispered to her: “Pssst .. hey Kathy … what the hell is this?”

Both Kathy and I both looked around to see if Karin was watching.

“Don’t worry about that yet, Bob. It attaches to the saddle.  Go ahead and put the saddle on…”

I’ve always appreciated the calm confidence of Barn People.  It amazes me that they are able to adjust to New Parts as if the parts have always been there.

Then the saddle started acting up. One side of the saddle grew stretchy parts on the straps that buckle to the girth. Wow. Because of this, I had to attach the girth to the side of the saddle with the non-stretchy straps first.  This enabled me to tighten the girth using the stretchy straps.  You really can’t do it the other way around. So actually, the Saddle Itself was trying to help as I went along.

By now Karin started to intervene out of sheer mercy. Not mercy to me, but to poor Vinnie, who was beginning to squirm and fuss.  We checked for girth tightness and saddle placement and both were found wanting. I asked if I could start all over again.  Karin shook her head and said, “Oh, poor Vinnie…”

Poor Vinnie

I thought that perhaps we should give Poor Vinnie a little break and a little hay before we restarted the process. I pulled the saddle off of him and placed it in a location that it did not belong.

“That’s an expensive saddle, Bob. It doesn’t go on the floor.”

I agreed with her assessment, but I wasn’t sure where to put the saddle at that point.

Then, the barn itself chipped in and grew a saddle rack in a very convenient location just a few feet from the site our conversation.

This is proper.


It occurred to me that, if you just let it, The Barn will take care of you.

Next time, I will share the bridle & bit portion of Lesson #29.  Talk about fun…