Be Our Guest Retirement Yard

Be Our Guest Retirement Yard A final home for our rescued, retired friends.

If cuteness had a face…
19/10/2025

If cuteness had a face…

Who goes there?
19/10/2025

Who goes there?

19/10/2025
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16/10/2025

Waiting for the carrot bar to do the rounds..

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16/10/2025
Fok tog…
15/10/2025

Fok tog…

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How it began.

It happens to all of us.

At some stage in our lives we no longer see that young, mischievous little horse that use to make your heart beat faster as you drive towards the stables wondering what sort of hell or heaven ride you were about to have; instead after many years of endless amounts shows, training, outrides, kilometres of travel and some goofy stuff; we now see a more mature, wise and ageing friend. Who can no longer give you what he/she use to, so the decision to retire comes to mind. But what does one do? Do you keep them with you or send them to another yard? Will they be cared for? What? When? How? Why? So many questions jump to mind when you find yourself having to makes decisions about the last leg of care for your beloved friend.

I understand all of this. I have six of my own that I share with my mom and there is just one major law we live by in our family. No one gets sold or given away. So they stay with us, until their last breath. We care for them and make sure they are happy.

When we competed and stabled our ponies/horses at yards, we were the pedantic owners - the difficult people - of the yard. I think the yard managers would give a little shudder when they saw us driving in or our names on the cellphone screen as it rang. We wanted the best for our four-legged family members. And nothing was too much when it came to their care. After a while we went solo, we found a place where we could rent stables and do everything ourselves.