We all have those random things that make us twitchy. Especially when it comes to horses… bunch of kinda weird, passionate, and opinionated people… it’s inevitable. There are plenty of things that get my eyes rolling, but for some reason there are a few things in particular that send me through the roof faster than anything else. In honor of breeding season we’ll call this one Pet Peeves: Breeding Edition.
RPSI vs Rhinelander
A horse that is registered RPSI (Rheinland Pfalz-Saar International) is not a Rhinelander (Rheinisches Pferdestammbuch). A little confusing to most, but they’re totally different registries. This would probably bother me a lot less if I didn’t have a horse – Sadie – that is registered RPSI. On her passport her breed says Zweibrucken, which is what RPSI horses used to be called. Now they’re Deutsches Sportferd (still not Rhinelander).
As many of you have heard, in Germany the Rhineland Studbook, located in the state of Nordrhein-Westfalen, has merged with the Hanoverian verband there, and is also now represented in North America as a branch of the American Hanoverian Society. The Rhineland organization is separate from the Rheinland Pfalz-Saar International, and no, we have not merged with the Hanoverians! Our passports are still produced in Germany at our World Breeding Federation member verband the Pferdezuchtverband Rheinland-Pfalz- Saar, we still offer UELN (Unique Equine Life Numbers) and Permanent Identification (Microchip and Brand), follow German rules and regulations, and offer the same extensive North American keuring tour, as we have since 1995.
Not. The. Same.
“Out” of stallion
You see this one all the time… “I have a horse out of Popeye K!”. No you don’t. Horses are BY stallions and OUT of mares. Pretty sure Popeye K ain’t squeezing a foal OUT of his boy parts.
This is the other one you see all the time “I love this stud!”. A stud is a place where stallions are kept. A breeding stallion is a stallion. Maybe a sire. Not a stud.
Ahhh… that feels better. I’m not the only one with these kind of weird pet peeves, right?