My backyard riders barn has bmorphed into a show barn (Or 'You kids get off my lawn!)
I don't know whether to consider this a vent or just indecision as to how to react to the situation. (Actually I will break it up and tackle the indecision first and anything with an astrik is a vent- No I didn't say it but I did think it after the fact as I was driving home)
I have boarded at the same local stable for eight or so years (the stable has been there since at least the 60's all the locals remember it being there since forever)
For the most part it was a pet horse - Dobbin that I bred myself type barn and the boarders were about 80% housewives or professionals with a smattering of absentee owners and people showed here and there.
Two or three years ago the owner put up a new barn and then a dozen or so hogher level horses showed up and a series of trainers which turned over several times.
Fine- It's a big place I'll just stay on the homier side of the barn out of the professionals way. Which I have done for the most part since my Tevis aspirations are years behind me I don't think that I have much of a common ground with the trainers and their clients anyhow. Lots of nice borders on my side.
In the past year or so the nice owners that I knew have left one by one and suddenly in a group.
Now it seems to be 90% high level horses (ridden by trainers and trainers assistants and groomed to within an inch of their life by private grooms and assorted lackies tha I didn't think really existed outside of the movies) and only 10% animals owned by us mere mortals.
I have for years shown up in blue jeans and walking shoes to turn out and groom my horse. Most of the owners did the same.
Yesterday one of the 20 something year old assistant riders with uber horse X on a lead looked at me as if I were lower than the stable muckers and said something like "This horse kicks" Traslated by the tone of her voice to mean "I'm more important than you - yeild you peasant."
Granted I was there at my leisure and she was working however I don't think that I should have to go to my trailer and put on the boots and breeches costume for a simple groom and turn out.
All these horses are not leaving any time soon (Although they may - they landed like a swarm of locuts they may leave just as quickly) in the meantime I don't want to be made to feel uncomfortable tending to my own horses.
I don't want to become a doormat but I will have to interact with them and the friendly side of the stable is getting smaller and smaller.
Things I 'wanted' to say to assistant trainer but instead just slunk out of her path
*I own my horse. You are riding someone elses.
*My husband over there in the torn jeans had a horse(along with two friends) in training with Stephan Peters in the dark ages. You see this Klimke t-shirt I'm wearing -you were in kindergarden when we cliniced.
*I've loaded up and evacuated horses pricier than uber horse X during wildfires because the owner would rather buy a mercades or sports car than a truck and trailer like a real horseman would have (Ironic how the owners are always there for the return of 'Hans the warmblood' but can never be found during the evacuation)
*My nag can jump a 5' embankment from a boulder bottomed streambed without batting an eye so I am not realy impressed with Uber horse X and how he can clear a 3'6" jump in a mancured ring. (Let's load up and take a three mile jaunt in Wildwood Park in Thousand Oaks and see how handy Uber horse X,Y,Z really is.)
*Just because I am riding my horse bareback in a bitless bridle doesn't mean my horse doesn't know what to do when I put the double bridle on.
*Assistant Trainer who sneers and snubs I have tack that I bought new that is older than you are.
*I don't blame the horse and trade up. I improve myself first, the horse second.