One tough call
So, I made another decision today. One that is breaking my heart but I have been made to "see the light" so to speak.
I'm selling the rest of my horses. Willo... whom I special ordered when I took my beloved mare to PA to breed to my friend's stallion. The last daughter of my very first horse that I got when I was 6 and just died last year. I got exactly what I hoped for: the color, gender, even her momma's pretty face and huge, doe eyes. I've offered her to Warren, the man that trained her.
And Nero. The mare I bonded with like I would have never believed. The one who I couldn't wait to ride and when I finally did, was everything I knew she would be and more. Even if she did try to kill me once, she didn't mean it. She was very apologetic and remorseful afterwards.
I am in no position to throw money into something so big that sucks up so much money on a constant, never ending basis... but knowing that doesn't stop my heart from breaking like it is.
I'm selling the rest of my horses. Willo... whom I special ordered when I took my beloved mare to PA to breed to my friend's stallion. The last daughter of my very first horse that I got when I was 6 and just died last year. I got exactly what I hoped for: the color, gender, even her momma's pretty face and huge, doe eyes. I've offered her to Warren, the man that trained her.
And Nero. The mare I bonded with like I would have never believed. The one who I couldn't wait to ride and when I finally did, was everything I knew she would be and more. Even if she did try to kill me once, she didn't mean it. She was very apologetic and remorseful afterwards.
I am in no position to throw money into something so big that sucks up so much money on a constant, never ending basis... but knowing that doesn't stop my heart from breaking like it is.