Tilda
Well-Known Member
I warn u now this will be long and self pitying but I can offer a glass of wine and cadbury's choc n nut to those who make it through.
I have been riding since I was 6 years old helping out at local RS and working for rides until I was 18. Then I went to uni, rode for a year straight after and then had a long break until I was 29 when my husband decided he wanted to buy me a horse for my 30th. I went and had a few months of lessons to get back in the swing and found a lovely supportive livery yard and set about horse hunting.
Bought first horse a lovely mature TB gelding 2 weeks later I found out I was pregnant! Had to send TB to the lady I bought him from as he wasn't the sort of horse you could leave without work and all my attempts to find sharers and loaners failed.
Once my son was born we decided I should get another horse as it was my dream and it would make sure I had some me time. As I was working part time and had baby I decide to look for a nice ploddy cob who could happily live out all year. So along came jasper I bought him from a dealer with a months trial. All was fine for that month but then he became very bargy to lead to the point that I couldn't even get him in from the field somedays. I persevered for 18 months getting various people out to help me but nothing worked and although he was great to hack he was really lazy and hard work in the school so I decided to sell him on. Found him a lovely home where they were of his issues and love him anyway.
So then I bought Tilly. First 9 months apart from a few health problems mud fever etc... Things went really well. She was a bit of a handful at times but I had a real connection with her and got her from the point of being really nappy hacking in front with others to hacking on our own. Then we had a freak accident that put me in hospital with a ruptured spleen and shattered confidence. Slowly over the last year I have built up my confidence and after finding a brilliant new instructor I feel I am really getting to what I wanted from having my own horse. We've been to a couple of shows and were about to join a riding club.
So this weekend I am poo picking in the field when Tilly puts her head over the gate to say hello to her friend who is being bought back to the field and she gets her headcollar (leather she is difficult to catch) caught on the gate. Her field mates owner tried to unattach it but Tilly panicked reared up and swung the gate at Suzanne. Luckily it came off but they are both badly bruised and Tilly has a big cut down her shoulder and is obviously sore all over but not lame.
Again this was a freak accident that has happened when things were starting to go well for us. I know things could have been a lot worse but I am really starting to wonder whether I am meant to have a horse!
I don't expect anyone to answer me I just felt the need to offload. Please don't beat me up about leaving headcollar on in the field I bought a leather one as they are supposed to break easier (it didn't break!) and had done everything I could to make if safe :-(
I have been riding since I was 6 years old helping out at local RS and working for rides until I was 18. Then I went to uni, rode for a year straight after and then had a long break until I was 29 when my husband decided he wanted to buy me a horse for my 30th. I went and had a few months of lessons to get back in the swing and found a lovely supportive livery yard and set about horse hunting.
Bought first horse a lovely mature TB gelding 2 weeks later I found out I was pregnant! Had to send TB to the lady I bought him from as he wasn't the sort of horse you could leave without work and all my attempts to find sharers and loaners failed.
Once my son was born we decided I should get another horse as it was my dream and it would make sure I had some me time. As I was working part time and had baby I decide to look for a nice ploddy cob who could happily live out all year. So along came jasper I bought him from a dealer with a months trial. All was fine for that month but then he became very bargy to lead to the point that I couldn't even get him in from the field somedays. I persevered for 18 months getting various people out to help me but nothing worked and although he was great to hack he was really lazy and hard work in the school so I decided to sell him on. Found him a lovely home where they were of his issues and love him anyway.
So then I bought Tilly. First 9 months apart from a few health problems mud fever etc... Things went really well. She was a bit of a handful at times but I had a real connection with her and got her from the point of being really nappy hacking in front with others to hacking on our own. Then we had a freak accident that put me in hospital with a ruptured spleen and shattered confidence. Slowly over the last year I have built up my confidence and after finding a brilliant new instructor I feel I am really getting to what I wanted from having my own horse. We've been to a couple of shows and were about to join a riding club.
So this weekend I am poo picking in the field when Tilly puts her head over the gate to say hello to her friend who is being bought back to the field and she gets her headcollar (leather she is difficult to catch) caught on the gate. Her field mates owner tried to unattach it but Tilly panicked reared up and swung the gate at Suzanne. Luckily it came off but they are both badly bruised and Tilly has a big cut down her shoulder and is obviously sore all over but not lame.
Again this was a freak accident that has happened when things were starting to go well for us. I know things could have been a lot worse but I am really starting to wonder whether I am meant to have a horse!
I don't expect anyone to answer me I just felt the need to offload. Please don't beat me up about leaving headcollar on in the field I bought a leather one as they are supposed to break easier (it didn't break!) and had done everything I could to make if safe :-(
