Howrse - Howrse

In real life, i fluff up the hay i give my equines, try to make sure everyone gets their whole ration, and someone else won't steal it. I try to spend idle moments with them, give them treats for no reason at all, touch them all over so they know that if they are friendly to me they get extra treats. Other larger facilities might spend a half-hour feeding the same number of horses, where I typically take an hour. I don't keep any of them cooped up in a stall, and they can freely come and go from the barn as they please. In the summer, they will go in the dark barn during the day because flies can't function in the dark. If it's raining, they'll likely seek shelter in the woods, instead of the barn. I scythe under the electric fence rather than use a weed eater or spray an herbicide, because i can pull into the pasture delectable succulent browse that might be just out of their reach, and it keeps them from testing the fences too.

Recently a couple of them got out, and were spotted about a mile away, by a neighbor, who called the sheriff, who in turn called to notify me. When they get out I first take inventory to see who is still home, or if they don't come for a meal I go looking for them, Real horses can get into trouble easily, so I have found that it's best to have them in the backyard, rather than a a posh facility on the other side of town.

What happened was a medium-sized dead tree had fallen across the fence, creating a gap, and they hopped over the tree and created a broad path away from their fenced-in pasture. Apparently after i would feed them, and walked back to the house, they would get out and go exploring. However, once my guys heard me calling mealtime they came running back, eager to get back into the fenced pastures again. I occasionally walk the mile-long fence line carrying a small chainsaw, and various insulators, a spool of wire, dry leather gloves, and a fence wire tool. Sometimes I'm repairing the fence during a wild rain storm.

Other farmers, including the school i attended to learn about how to take care of horses, typically drive some sort of ATV to patrol the fence line, throw flakes of hay over the fence instead of fluffing it up nice, and put pelleted rations of feed in flat-backed buckets hanging exactly 20 feet apart along the fence. I regard horses as my friends, and I try to provide for them as best as I am able.

Originally my game was set up to chat with another player, but she has since found other things to do. I continue to maintain the Equestrian Center for the benefit of anyone that wishes to board with me.

In real life, I raise and train more than a few equines for over twenty years. I learned too late to keep the late mini donkey away from the two late mini mares, and recognize my role as a lifetime caretaker.

With the males,I've found that it doesn't matter if they are intact or not, they work out the manner of getting along. I feed everyone in such a way that the more aggressive ones don't steal the food of the more passive ones. We all live on a forever farm far from town in a rural area of the Appalachia, where all my equines are free to act like horses and yet be civilized enough to accept a halter for the treat of going for a walk outside of the pasture.

Even though the horses on this game are digital ones, it bothers me that Howrse appears to support the slaughter of these fine animals, by allowing them to be sent to Safe Haven, which in reality is Heaven. And we all know that being in Heaven means that they are in the next place after this one. Just a click of the button, and bam they're gone\; snatched away for a daily objective.

I still have my first horse and will never sell her.Paste this on your page if you do too

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A champion jockey is about to enter an important race on a new horse. The horse's trainer meets him before the race and says, ''All you have to remember with this horse is that every time you approach a jump, you have to shout, 'ALLLLEEE OOOP!' really loudly in the horse's ear. Providing you do that, you'll be fine.''

The jockey thinks the trainer is mad but promises to shout the command. The race begins and they approach the first hurdle. The jockey ignores the trainer's ridiculous advice and the horse crashes straight through the center of the jump.

They carry on and approach the second hurdle. The jockey, somewhat embarrassed, whispers 'Aleeee ooop' in the horse's ear. The same thing happens--the horse crashes straight through the center of the jump.

At the third hurdle, the jockey thinks, ''It's no good, I'll have to do it,'' and yells, ''ALLLEEE OOOP!'' really loudly. Sure enough, the horse sails over the jump with no problems. This continues for the rest of the race, but due to the earlier problems the horse only finishes third.

The trainer is fuming and asks the jockey what went wrong. The jockey replies, ''Nothing is wrong with me--it's this bloody horse. What is he--deaf or something?''

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