My_old_warmblood
Well-Known Member
When I first bought my cob he was green and a bit mad. Bit me, dragged grown men about, threw me off, broke several stable doors, smashed a helmet, bronced about the place, reared, kicked, put me in a & e and would bolt at a pin drop.
Everyone said to give up/ get rid of him but I totally refused. I had about half a dozen instructors quit. I wrote an advert and tried selling him. Had a few views but realised no one could loved him like I did.
years on and now he’s the gentlest horse I’ve ever met. I’d let a toddler handle him and is one of those snuggly dog types. I don’t know what I’d do without him honestly, and deep down I’m still upset with those who told me to give up. It’s a good thing I didn’t as if I had I wouldn’t have kept my soulmate (sorry for all the mushiness) and ended up with some nose-to-tail donkey. He wreaked my confidence but without him I wouldn’t be the rider I am today!
anyone else had this experience where you proved everyone wrong?
Everyone said to give up/ get rid of him but I totally refused. I had about half a dozen instructors quit. I wrote an advert and tried selling him. Had a few views but realised no one could loved him like I did.
years on and now he’s the gentlest horse I’ve ever met. I’d let a toddler handle him and is one of those snuggly dog types. I don’t know what I’d do without him honestly, and deep down I’m still upset with those who told me to give up. It’s a good thing I didn’t as if I had I wouldn’t have kept my soulmate (sorry for all the mushiness) and ended up with some nose-to-tail donkey. He wreaked my confidence but without him I wouldn’t be the rider I am today!
anyone else had this experience where you proved everyone wrong?