Naughty horses get sent home to their mothers.
Just before I left I walked up to his stall and whispered, "Thank you, butthead," because if I spoke any louder my voice would waver.
Thank you, George, for evading corners, falling off walls, bolting that one time and careening around at a gallop because OMG I PICKED UP A WHIP, tripping over every pole at the walk but clearing them cleanly at the canter, and ducking around me and escaping your stall without your halter because I made the mistake of trusting you for half a second. It made all the rest of the time, when you were a stunningly talented and clever dressage horse, all the sweeter. It's been a helluva year old man.
May you continue to jump out of dressage rings to remind people what your true passion in life is, and canter over all the poles forever.
Thank you, George, for evading corners, falling off walls, bolting that one time and careening around at a gallop because OMG I PICKED UP A WHIP, tripping over every pole at the walk but clearing them cleanly at the canter, and ducking around me and escaping your stall without your halter because I made the mistake of trusting you for half a second. It made all the rest of the time, when you were a stunningly talented and clever dressage horse, all the sweeter. It's been a helluva year old man.
May you continue to jump out of dressage rings to remind people what your true passion in life is, and canter over all the poles forever.