May 182014
 

Doranna & DuncanThis is Doranna Durgin’s WordPlay Blog. I’m glad you’re here–whether it’s to learn more about my books, or chat about dogs, horses, and reading.

On Fridays, The Write Horse usually stops by for life with horse training, written by Patty Wilber.

If you’d like to reach my Webstead, you can clicky on that link you just passed. Right there. Behind you! The one that said Webstead.

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May 182014
 

by Doranna

Dun Lady's JessSo I’ve been published since ’94…and have over 40 titles’ worth of author copies sitting on garage storage shelves, snug and safe…and taking up a LOT of room. I’m going to run a bunch of giveaways, but I’m also offering these books first come, first serve, for the cost of postage. If you prefer hardcopy and now can’t get it, this is your chance! Not sure how long I’ll run this…depends on how well it works out on my end, basically…

I made a completely nifty form–it’s behind the cut–integrated with PayPal and including credit card payments through PayPal (so there’s no need to have a PP account). Get there first, grab what you want, and spread the word! (There’s a little social sharing dingie down at the bottom of the post.) Continue reading »

Jan 302015
 

By Patty Wilber

Well, this might be a more entertaining read if it were about how to extract your equine from a peat bog on a trail in Ireland.  But, NO!  This blog is about slogging around the bog that my horse facilities became after last Thursday’s foot of snow that went to melting almost immediately.

We were nearing recovery this Thursday, but now it is snowing again…

Last Thursday:  Woke up to a foot of snow.

Last Friday:  It warmed right up, so the snow was half gone by noon.  That left 4-6 inches on the arena  The quickest way to get rid of snow besides using a snow plow and moving it off to the side, is to drag so the sand churns on top of the snow and the dark collects the heat of the sun. Melt City.

Half as snowy as the day before...

Half as snowy as the day before…

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Jan 272015
 

antho.ad.08.connerySometimes, it takes years to unravel a training issue.  Sometimes…a decade!

I’ve been running ConneryBeagle in agility for…well, nearly that decade (although he obviously wasn’t competing in those first training months).  He’s almost eleven, winding down his career, and basically has the skills he’s going to have.  I keep him tuned up, but am not introducing new agility things.

That doesn’t mean that Connery doesn’t introduce new challenges to me. Continue reading »

Jan 232015
 

By Patty Wilber

There are hundreds of stories of abused and neglected horses on the Internet every day, and there are really not that many places for these horses to go.

 Walkin’ in Circles is a horse rescue in Edgewood, New Mexico, with 70 horses on the property and 18 that are being cared for by sponsors off-site.

Walkin' in Circles.  The horses all have lots of room, one or two buddies and shelters.

Walkin’ in Circles. The horses all have lots of room, one or two buddies, and shelters.

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Jan 202015
 

by Doranna

“Oh, I know!” I told myself, all full of excited optimism, “I’ll blog about Baby Tristan’s learning process!”

tb.profile.297As usual, I didn’t take into account the fact that I’d be so caught up in the process itself that the blogging would take second place.  Or third.  Or fourth, because the other boys are still active, too!  And oh wait, that dastardly Real Life.  Oops!  Well, here I am.

Tristan’s been with us three weeks now, making him eleven weeks old (on the 18th, when I’m first typing this).  His nose has finished unfolding, taking him from baby-face to youngster-face.  His hind end has more leg than he knows what to do with, his feet are huge, and his shoulders are trying to decide just how they’ll sit on his body.  He’s still got baby belly, though! Continue reading »

Jan 122015
 

By Doranna

tris.howl.0052Sometimes choice isn’t choice no matter how hard you try.  Sometimes, it’s all you can do to get close.

Sometimes it’s all about the brick wall.

Last time out with the blog, I’d just spent weeks researching and making choices about and preparing for the best way to vaccinate young Tristan Beagle.  Then I called my vet’s office and had a conversation with the front desk.  This was weeks prior to the actual appointment, so there’d be time to sort out any issues.

In this conversation I defined the vaccine I was looking for (ad naseum), made the desk staff person repeat it back to me (ad nauseum).  Then I had her check with the office manager as to whether the vaccine was on hand or would need to be acquired specially, although they’d had it on hand a couple years earlier when Connery got it for [reasons].  Not making any assumptions, me! Continue reading »

Jan 092015
 

By Patty Wilber

Technically, the wedding itself was not under the rainbow, but as we walked with Maegan along the beach, to her future betrothed, there was a rainbow above us.  And as we went down the aisle of people, the rainbow perfectly framed one side to the other.

Like a fairy tale.

There's that rainbow!

That is NOT a photoshopped rainbow!  The flower girls picked their own flowers, and we all went barefoot!

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Jan 052015
 

by Doranna

I have an uneasy relationship with vaccines.

On the one hand, I have far too much experience with vaccine-damaged animals.

Far. Too. Freakin’. MUCH.

On the other hand, I strongly believe in the protection that vaccines provide.  And I strongly believe that eschewing them as a matter of fact will create a less safe world.

All the same, I feel that we need to be smart about these choices for our individual circumstances, and not pressured one way or the other by either fear-mongering or authoritative nonsense.

I especially feel this way as I prepare to take nine-week-old Tristan Beagle for his first shots! Continue reading »

Dec 282014
 

by Doranna

Waiting is the hardest part.

Choosing is the second hardest part.

But I’ve been really, really lucky.  I’ve had that opportunity to choose.  That’s a whole ‘nother blog and one I’ve got half written, but for now, just trust me.  It is an honor and a rarity to have a choice—never mind first choice—in a show-bred litter.

Connery's Choosing Day

Connery’s Choosing Day

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