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Uncle Snoopy and his old boarding stable crew.
These last two categories of comments didn’t make sense to me at first. I’ve always thought of having a horse at home as a luxury. In the areas I’ve lived, land is expensive and even if you have some, it might not be zoned for horses. Boarding is the default option for most people who live in or around cities and/or on the coasts. But if you live in more remote areas, land is probably easy to come by while finding someone else to house your horse might be a challenge.
And while I really don’t think there’s any need for hostility, I guess I can kind of see where that third group is coming from. If you told me you had a dog, but you kept it at someone else’s house and went to see it for an hour or two each day, I’d wonder how you could even call yourself a dog owner. It’s not a direct comparison, of course—the expectations for canine companionship are quite different from horse ownership, but you get the point. If no one around you boarded horses, it would seem like a weird way to have a horse.
Part of the reason we get these kinds of reactions is the nature of the boarding articles we share. A lot of them are problem solving: dealing with challenging barn managers or co-boarders and other dilemmas. If this was your exposure to the world of boarding a horse, you’d have every reason to want to steer clear. So today, I’m going to celebrate the boarding stable by sharing some of the things I’ve learned to appreciate about the arrangement in my 10+ years of boarding my horse.
- There’s always another set of eyes. Although I’m a big fan of peace and quiet at the barn, the fact that there are always people coming and going means that the horses are never completely unattended for long. If my horse colics in the field at 10 a.m. on a weekday, someone will notice. If he was in my backyard, it’s unlikely anyone would lay eyes on him until eight hours into this colic episode.
- There’s always another brain. I’m a reasonably knowledgeable horse owner, but I don’t know it all. If something seems slightly off with my horse or I want to get a second opinion on a piece of tack or a training technique, there are other horse people around to discuss it with. No need to try to explain something over the phone or via email to a far-off horsey friend.
- I can jet off to Vegas for a week. Mind you, I don’t do this. I have never done this and I probably never will, but it’s not my horse holding me back. At his boarding barn, he’s taken care of. If he were at home, I’d have to find someone willing to look after him anytime I wanted to leave town. I don’t travel much, but I do like to go home to visit my family once in a while, and I’ve had the amazing opportunity to take work trips to Italy and Brazil in recent years. I’m glad I haven’t had to pass up these opportunities because I had to stay home and feed my horse.
- I only have to own one horse. Not that I would mind owning multiple horses, but time and money are issues here. Some horses are fine on their own, but in general, they’re social creatures who are less stressed when they have companions. So if I had Snoopy at home, I’d need a Snoopy Jr., too, and then a Snoopy III to keep one Snoopy company while I had the other one out on a trail ride. In my present boarding situation, Snoopy’s got three friends in his field plus several neighbors over the fence and I don’t have to pay the feed, vet and farrier bills for any of ‘em.
- I can live in the city. I know, to some of you, that sounds horrifying, and I get it. It has its drawbacks. But I really like urban(ish) life. There are all kinds of stores, restaurants and other businesses within easy walking distance of my house. I can go downtown for various festivities, and when other people complain about how hard it was to find parking, I just shrug. In fact, the only place I really have to start my car to get to is the barn. Would I trade it all to be able to see my horse outside my window? Ask me again in a few years and I suspect I’ll say yes. But if you’d asked me any time within the past 10 years, I would have said no way. I wanted to live in the city in my 20s, and I also wanted to have my horse. I got to do both. Thanks, boarding!
- I don’t have to risk a jail sentence for the bank robbery I’d have to commit to buy a farm. It takes a lot of cash upfront to by property, even just a few modest acres. I don’t have it. Does that mean I shouldn’t own a horse? I don’t think so. Snoopy’s pretty happy at his boarding stable, and that makes me happy.
There are pros and cons to both boarding and at-home horsekeeping, but I hope this has helped to alleviate some of the negative perceptions that exist about boarding. I’d love to know your thoughts. Leave ‘em in the comments.
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