I woke up one day and said fuck it I am gonna express my frustration in a blog. I am normally a completely even tempered, mild mannered, laid back, quiet professional in the horse industry, I have lived everywhere, done it all, seen it all, and I currently live in Maryland with a small business importing young horses, selling, showing, and training. My family has been involved with horses for generations, my husband works for a major law firm in Baltimore, and we have two cats.
I have a problem with authority. I have a problem with authority making very bad decisions. I think major discussions need to happen in this country in every aspect of the hunter/jumper horse world, and until someone tells me to shut the hell up, I am going to explore all of it. Don’t like it? I don’t care, i am not here to make friends. I have 6, maybe 7, I’m good.