Training, But Not My Horses

My last dog died two years ago, and I'd been saying for two years that I would get another dog when a new dog found me. I've honestly never gone out looking for a new cat, dog or horse. They just have a way of finding me, possibly because all my friends know I'm a giant sucker for a cute face and a sad story and send animals my way. And so I acquired a little beagle with a cute face and a sad story.

Meet The Crew: Me

I’m the Shit Slinger In Chief of a little hobby farm deep in the bowels of New Jersey. I’ve been riding for as long as I can remember, and have been working with horses my entire adult life. ("Adult" being used in its loosest definition, here)