Annagain
Well-Known Member
There are good loan homes out there, there really are. I had my first pony, a 12.3hh Sec B on part loan - his owner had her own land and he got abandoned with her as a foal so she kept him, broke him in and found a 12 yr old me to ride him through a friend who taught me at the local riding school. I paid for his shoes and any riding costs but didn't have to do much else with him - although I was there every waking moment! After a year, I outgrew him and moved on to her Section D with the same agreement. The little one then went on loan to a family she knew and to another family who knew that loan family after they had outgrown him. All 3 loanees loved him like their own, treated him like a king and they worked out brilliantly. By the time the the 3rd lot outgrew him she had got divorced and lost the land so he went on loan to the local riding school and they bought him after a few months.
The Sec D became my horse of a lifetime. When his owner first left her (vile) husband, I (at 16) went from part loaning him to a full loan and he moved to a local livery yard. She was stil involved but with 2 kids to look after on her own he was mostly my responsibility. When they got divorced, the husband was insisting he was his and he was going to sell him for meat (he was that spiteful!). She was the registered owner, but to be on the safe side she sold him to me for £5 - all registered properly with WPCS etc. I was 17, my mum still doesn't know! She had to move away to rid herself of the ex-husband but my boy stayed with me another 10 years until he had to be PTS suddenly at 27, she was on the end of the phone as I sat with him as he slipped away. She and I are still good friends and meet up when we can although she lives over an hour away now.
The Sec D became my horse of a lifetime. When his owner first left her (vile) husband, I (at 16) went from part loaning him to a full loan and he moved to a local livery yard. She was stil involved but with 2 kids to look after on her own he was mostly my responsibility. When they got divorced, the husband was insisting he was his and he was going to sell him for meat (he was that spiteful!). She was the registered owner, but to be on the safe side she sold him to me for £5 - all registered properly with WPCS etc. I was 17, my mum still doesn't know! She had to move away to rid herself of the ex-husband but my boy stayed with me another 10 years until he had to be PTS suddenly at 27, she was on the end of the phone as I sat with him as he slipped away. She and I are still good friends and meet up when we can although she lives over an hour away now.