BeckyD
Well-Known Member
I love my current horse, but when I sat on him I thought "yes, I can get on fine with this horse, he's comfortable and he'll be a lot of fun". I was right, we get on fine (mostly, though we speak different languages when jumping
) and he is a huge amount of fun. He's fab on the ground and a lovely person to have about. I enjoy riding him but it's not an "obsession" if you know what I mean.
That contrasts with my previous horse who, the moment I sat on him, was "THE ONE". It felt like coming home. Sure we had some downs as well as all the ups (broncing around warmups being his little quirk). But I still woke up every day counting down the hours until I could ride him - seriously. He always tried so hard for me and always seemed to know what I was thinking. We didn't have as much of a connection on the ground - he was a bit tricky at times and a bit high maintenance, but under saddle it was a different story.
I hope one day I'll have that feeling again. People who analogise it to love, I can completely see where you are coming from.
That contrasts with my previous horse who, the moment I sat on him, was "THE ONE". It felt like coming home. Sure we had some downs as well as all the ups (broncing around warmups being his little quirk). But I still woke up every day counting down the hours until I could ride him - seriously. He always tried so hard for me and always seemed to know what I was thinking. We didn't have as much of a connection on the ground - he was a bit tricky at times and a bit high maintenance, but under saddle it was a different story.
I hope one day I'll have that feeling again. People who analogise it to love, I can completely see where you are coming from.