Guess who was barely able to survive the relocation? Me! Holy cow was that not fun but thankfully nothing horrible came up. Originally I had 3 friends who offered to come to PA with me while I moved the horses and then that dwindled down to two and then a possible one. Sigh. SO was freaking out and was considering buying a $800 one way ticket back to MI so I wouldn't drive it alone, I am all "Dude, I am fine. It will majorly suck, but I got it". Thankfully S confirmed that she could come on 3 days before we left so he calmed down.
As stated in my previous post, I practiced loading/unloading twice a day until we left on Friday. I had zero desire for someone to exercise their freedom to say No while we were on the road and on a deadline. It helped so much, App went from a hesitant loader to one that will load by himself (as long as you have a whip in your hand). Mia also fine tuned her skills by learning to load into the rear slot of the trailer. Win!
|How much stuff can be shoved into a 2 horse trailer? A lot!|
|You will not count my saddle pads. Or half pads. You will not, judge free zone here!|
|Stopped along the PA turnpike|
|Just where did we end up?!|
|No matter, treats solve all issues!|
|The appys in their new home|