Horsey 'soul mates'

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Have you found yours? How, where? Has anyone found not just their perfect horse, but the one that they know they're meant to have and not been able to buy it for some reason?

I have been in love with one of the brood mares my share gelding's owner has for a few months now. But every day that i see her i fall for her even more. We have such a connection and really just click. I know that sounds silly, but we do. She's so sensitive (sensitive horses normally hate me- i'm bolshy) and is an idiot with most other people, she likes to rear a lot. But she's so sweet and well behaved with me. I spent an hour just grooming her and itching her and kissing her nose (she LOVES me kissing her nostrils lol) before. I know horses don't 'love' as such but i think this is the nearest you can get to it without it being food related (which it isn't, because it's rarely me that feeds her). I was on the phone in her stable and she came over and just stood there for ages with her nose resting against my cheek.

Only problem is, she's for sale, for 8-9k. She's also 8 and unbacked and pretty cow hocked which i don't get when she's such an expensive brood mare. So she's never going to be mine. I've had connections with several horses in the past... but not like this
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I hope i can find her again one day if she gets sold. Unless i win the lottery this weekend.

Should i try and distance myself now to get used to it? Or make the most of it and be devastated when she goes?

Anyone else had this?
 
I thought that would happen to me. My mare was on a riding school I rode at, and rode her every week, then she went on loan/was sold, and I was gutted. Cried everytime I thought about it. A month or so later, I went for my lesson, and she was there again. I saw it as a sign, and begged my mum to let me get her. She agreed, and I still have her 5 years on, and she is definately a soul mate
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I also think my gelding is my soul mate too. When I got him, we had so many issues, and we hated each other for a while. But he went lame, and showed his true personality, and I fell in love. We clicked straight then, and now we trust each other so much. Admittedly, he can be an idiot, but I love him so much, I'm sure we were just being tested, and because we got through it, as a team, we have a special bond.
 
I don't know if I have find mine. In many ways Bean was, she was everything I had ever dreamed of. She was mine. I "got" her when other people didn't, I understood why she was such a biatch sometimes, and that's why it was the hardest thing ever to let her go. But at the same time, she probably wasn't "the one". I threw everything I had into her, loved her more than anything, and the 3 years I had with her taught me so so much. But although she is still mine our partnership ended for a few reasons, and she is happy as larry in her new loan home, and I am thrilled to bits with my new Lady. She'll always be very special to me.....

If it's meant to be, it will be. x
 
i hope i hve found mine. he's only the second horse i've ever owned, my first was a very difficult pony and i never bonded with her. but ben, he's the type who'll come to call, trotting across the field! he'll follow me up the yard with no headcollar on, even when there's no food involved. its almost as if he can read my thoughts, he knows me inside out, and i, him. he can be very nuzzly at times, altho not always, but he seems to know if i'm having a bad day coz he turns to look at me and he'll keep putting his nose on me when i'm brushing him. i fall in love with him every single morning!!
 
I've loved a lot of horses I was never able to loan, the pony I shared as a teenager for instance.

I love Lady and can't imagine my life without her but I don't feel the same way about her as I do Fudge.

When I think of the perfect horse, I picture him and although we've had some issues he really is my dream horse and my horsey soul mate I guess, I don't even mind that I might not be able to ride him again, I'm just happy to have him in my life.

I would make the most of every last moment somethingorother.
Ok I'm done gushing now
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I found and lost mine in under a year. I was never meant to go see him, but through fate i did. Fell in love the moment i met him and never looked back. Everyone on the last yard couldnt believe the bond we had, i could sit in the field for hours and he would lie there with me, follow me every where, ride bare back just holding his mane. I could do anything and he trusted me implicitly, everyone used to say i was his saviour as he was in a p!ss poor condition when i bought him. Even the vet asked why i bought him? we made everone smile, but unfortunatly 2 weeks short of a year and six weeks before we moved to somerset with the land that we bought for him i lost him. Got his leg caught in a five bar wooden gate, smashed it to pieces as well as breaking his leg and shredding the others. There was nothing that could be done to save him. Now he's on my bedside table and will always be with me. RIP Nettie xxx
 
I found mine at a riding school. I had a 20 year break from riding and asked for a nice, safe conveyance. i was allocated a very dusty, hairy and totally lairy black cob, with a glint in his eye. it was love at first site, and I rode him for 8 months till the riding school finally were persuaded that I would give him a great home, and sold him to me. Nearly six years later, he is a sleek, hogged and very smart 17 year old boy. He is as cocky as anything, is definitely not a 'first time horse', but we have come through loads together and he is one in a million. Although he is now totally and utterly dependable and safe, he retains a little bit of cheek to stop him being dull. My husband and daughter (who rides as well), cant understand why I love such a git so much, but I do, I cant help it, and he is my soulmate.
 
I was offered the chance to ride a pony belonging to one of my mum's clients (she an RI too) on a saturday to help out while owner worked. That was when I was about 12, and I fell in love straight away. I quickly realised he was my soul mate and he taught me so much. I rode him for years, sadly losing contact when I was about 20. Luckily, I met his owner again a few years later and started to see him again. We had another nice few years together, plodding around the lanes eating the grass verges with my son on his back. He sadly had to be put down at the grand old age of 32, having survived a heart attack the year before. It was just his time.

The best 15 years of my life, He was so good to me and there will never be another like him. Our bond was unbreakable, and after not seeing him for a long few years, I walked on to the yard (never been at with him before), whistled, and he shot to the front of his stable calling. If a horse can look incredulous, then that was the expression he had. That brought me to tears and I knew I was lucky to have had him in my life. I love and adore the horses in my life now, and they are special in their own way, but he was the first.

RIP Beau, its been a few years already, but you're never far away. xxxx
 
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