vicky86
Well-Known Member
Sorry this is a bit of a long fairly self indulgent story about how I ended up with Zak (my horse of a life time... so far anyway
).
This all started when we were on holiday when I was 13. My Mom came downstairs asking me if I remembered a foal born in the field next-door to us 3.5 yrs previously as she had had a dream that we owned him. Now this is the really weird part as about a week after we returned from holiday the breeder of this horse (who vaguely new my Dad but hadn't seen him for a couple of years) came to our house asking if we were interested in buying one of his youngsters and yep you've guessed it, it was the same horse my Mom had dreamt about.
So we went to see him and he was awful...he had not really been handled since he was a foal. I said I didnt want him. However my Mom sort of persisted that we went to see him a few more times and in an odd way I sort of fell for him -looking back at the pictures I have no idea why lol. So we bought him and took him to a yard I could have help with him. No one could believe what we had bought and said it was a ridiculous idea (which to be fair it was) to have him. No one held back telling me he was ugly and far too much horse for me one lady said he reminded her of a wild cow. Well to cut an even longer story a bit shorter I persisted with him I taught him to lead (no mean feet considering he is 16.3hh and I was 13 - he used to drag me round like a rag doll). I lunged him and backed him. Then the YO brought him on for a couple of weeks then he was back to me and we never really looked back. It has definitely not been an easy ride with him and for the first few years it was very lairy. He used to have me off weekly but I just refused point blank to sell him even though my Mom said she had made a real mistake and if I sold him I could have any horse I wanted, I just wouldn't let him go.
Ten years on he has turned out to be the horse of my life. I used to do a lot of BSJA and PC/RC open eventing with him. I now am into dressage but as he loves to jump I have done some BE PNs with him, winning or being placed in most. He is also fairly successful at BD although he would rather be jumping!!
I adore him.
I've never really believed in fate but this was just so odd how it all worked out as without my Mom having the dream I dont think she would have bothered looking a second time. Looking back I can see it was rather more luck then judgement that I was never seriously hurt. We have learnt so much together and I would never ever part with him.
Sorry I know its very long with very little point (I did warn you it was self indulgent lol).
Has anyone else had a horse which was so wrong for them in the start but turned out to be completely right? Would love to hear stories if so.
Here are some pics of him....
As a 4y.o
Over the last 8 years
This all started when we were on holiday when I was 13. My Mom came downstairs asking me if I remembered a foal born in the field next-door to us 3.5 yrs previously as she had had a dream that we owned him. Now this is the really weird part as about a week after we returned from holiday the breeder of this horse (who vaguely new my Dad but hadn't seen him for a couple of years) came to our house asking if we were interested in buying one of his youngsters and yep you've guessed it, it was the same horse my Mom had dreamt about.
So we went to see him and he was awful...he had not really been handled since he was a foal. I said I didnt want him. However my Mom sort of persisted that we went to see him a few more times and in an odd way I sort of fell for him -looking back at the pictures I have no idea why lol. So we bought him and took him to a yard I could have help with him. No one could believe what we had bought and said it was a ridiculous idea (which to be fair it was) to have him. No one held back telling me he was ugly and far too much horse for me one lady said he reminded her of a wild cow. Well to cut an even longer story a bit shorter I persisted with him I taught him to lead (no mean feet considering he is 16.3hh and I was 13 - he used to drag me round like a rag doll). I lunged him and backed him. Then the YO brought him on for a couple of weeks then he was back to me and we never really looked back. It has definitely not been an easy ride with him and for the first few years it was very lairy. He used to have me off weekly but I just refused point blank to sell him even though my Mom said she had made a real mistake and if I sold him I could have any horse I wanted, I just wouldn't let him go.
Ten years on he has turned out to be the horse of my life. I used to do a lot of BSJA and PC/RC open eventing with him. I now am into dressage but as he loves to jump I have done some BE PNs with him, winning or being placed in most. He is also fairly successful at BD although he would rather be jumping!!
I adore him.
I've never really believed in fate but this was just so odd how it all worked out as without my Mom having the dream I dont think she would have bothered looking a second time. Looking back I can see it was rather more luck then judgement that I was never seriously hurt. We have learnt so much together and I would never ever part with him.
Sorry I know its very long with very little point (I did warn you it was self indulgent lol).
Has anyone else had a horse which was so wrong for them in the start but turned out to be completely right? Would love to hear stories if so.
Here are some pics of him....
As a 4y.o
Over the last 8 years
