Nawww ...:P
I have got to stop making sneaky clothing purchases from here on in, cos this boy needs rugs! And a bit and my saddle may need refitting. Looks like I'm going back to equine poverty...happily, though!
He's got some scarring on a hind leg, so he won't be appearing in no show ring (nothing wrong with his front end, though!). I'll share pics on FB when I manage to get some - had camera but I was riding and DP was holding the girl...who, sadly, has never seen me ride till today.
Lu, if you play with me at lunchtime you can hop on one day
Jennie - sometimes I wonder why I didn't just sell, too, my riding is so patchy...haven't ridden in 12 months! I ride when I close my eyes, though -
I'm big on visualisation!
oh yay!!! dont worry mayaness i dont have any kids (yet) and i still only get the chance to ride on the weekend every now and then! by the time i get to the paddock during the week its dark i can't wait for summer to be back!
Maya hun, I am so sorry this has happened to you all and Handsome. I dont know what to say except that I am sending you super big and warm Take care of yourself hun xxx
Oh no! I am so sorry for you and for Handsome. I lost one of mine about 18 months ago and I cried for days. He knew you loved him - horses can always tell and now he will be galloping around in ponyheaven with all the other wondeful horses who have left us.
xxx
Yeah, I really feel for DP. There is no real way to prepare for losing your first horse, even when you've only known him for 2 weeks. He's pretty sad about it. I'm sad, too, and I hate waking up to my second day of no Handsome He was just so beautiful, a perfect find. I told DP last night (as much as he's probably not ready to hear it yet) that at least Handsome has set the standard - if a horse we try doesn't feel completely honest we move on and keep looking.
I have remembered, too, that when he came home and I told him the news he was holding out a bottle of Neatsfoot oil he had just picked up - for oiling his first bridle. I hate that his happiness and preparing to ride his horse was just ripped out from under him. He doesn't let himself get excited about much and he was uncharacteristically chuffed with himself this last two weeks.
DS has taken it pretty well. He doesn't quite understand how a broken leg leads to death.
Can't help picturing our magnificent creature all decked out in new rugs, head ****ed to greet us and get a feed. He had such a light walk when on the lead rope.
We feel so deflated. A little bit inflated with the steers we now have on our farm, though, and more to come this week
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