Confessions of a Tack Addict: Blankets

This month’s confession: I love blankets. But I don’t love just any blankets. I’m a Horseware blanket addict. This means my blanket addiction is a bit on the expensive side. Trust me when I tell you a young thoroughbred will test a blanket’s durability.

 

I got the blanket pictured here when I got BooBoo. The blanket was 18 years old in the picture, and is now nearly 20 years old. Now Wex wears it. How many people can say they have a blanket that has lasted 20 years? It’s a Horseware Rhino mid-weight blanket. It’s a little faded, and there have been a couple of snags that have been patched. Otherwise, it’s in amazing condition.

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When I got Wex, I decided he needed a few things of his own, that weren’t hand me downs from his cousin. (Fun fact- every horse I’ve ever owned has worn the same size blanket.) BooBoo’s old blanket has had a good life, and it will continue to be a back-up blanket for Wex. The main issue I had, and the only reason I was prompted to upgrade, is that this model of Rhino was so old that it didn’t have the connectors to attach a neck cover.

 

I wanted to get Wex a Rhino mid-weight with a neck cover, but I had issues with getting the right size/color/neck rug combo. I have never had an Amigo product, but I really liked the charcoal gray blanket with blue trim. It had a detachable neck rug, and was a really good price.

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Doesn’t he look handsome in his new blanket?

This blanket has been fantastic. Wex has been turned out alone all winter, but he’s rubbing on fence boards, trying to bite at it, and overall being a baby racehorse. The blanket stays put, he stays clean and dry, and he looks super cute in it. My only issue is that the neck rug is a little too big for him. However, that’s not Horseware’s fault—he has a short, compact neck. He just looks like he’s wearing a hoodie sometimes. J

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I own several other Horseware Rhino blankets, but after seeing how nice this Amigo actually is, I might take the price break and use Amigo from now on. But, Wex is pretty well set for blankets for now until I decide he needs another upgrade, because I don’t think his Horseware blankets are going to wear out any time soon!

America’s Best Racing

The Thoroughbred Makeover has garnered a lot of attention from both the sport horse world, and the racing world. As a result, there has been a call for bloggers to chronicle their Thoroughbred Makeover journeys. Nation Media (Eventing Nation, Horse Nation, and Jumper Nation) is spotlighting several bloggers throughout the course of their journey to the Thoroughbred Makeover. This year, America’s Best Racing is doing the same. I applied to be a contributor, and was chosen to blog about my journey. America’s Best Racing is the media outlet of The Jockey Club. They have 175,000 Facebook followers, 45,000 Twitter followers, and 40,000 Instagram followers.

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My first blog was published a few weeks ago. Check it out here. My next installment will be published shortly. While you’re reading, send ABR some love on social media.

 

 

Public Relations

I don’t often reblog, but I think this perspective is too important not to share. Well said, Carleigh, as always.

A Yankee in Paris

I sat reading the comments under Paulick Reports piece and my eyes just grew wider and wider.

It was a story of an anchor on Sport Illustrated questioning why horse racing was still a thing. With how many deaths it causes – both horse and human – why do we have this sport simply for gambling?

The quote left me saddened. But the comments beneath the post left me angry.

Every single person commented was mad at the reporter.

She didn’t know what she was talking about!

We shouldn’t listen to someone who knew nothing about racing!

Look at football! At boxing! At NASCAR!

And with each comment read, my rage gained. Only that anger wasn’t pointed at Sports Illustrated, or ESPN, or the LA Times, or for once, even PETA.

That rage was turned inward. Towards something I loved. Towards something I admired. Towards something far more internal.

My…

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