piebaldproblems
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From the ages of 15 to maybe 17, I shared a lovely little connie mare on a private yard. Her owner (let's call her B) had just the two horses: my loan pony, and her filly, 3yo at the time that I started sharing my mare. B was far too tall for the filly but wanted to bring her on, so I got the pleasure of breaking her in, riding her away under B's instruction. I was the first person to sit on her back. The first person to take her hacking alone. The first person to take her showing, etc. She was an absolute angel to ride, and 15yo me was absolutely smitten.
Then a lot changed in B's life meaning that she had to put the two up for sale. My parents weren't supportive of me buying a horse, so the two got sold to a lovely lady (well I only met her when she came to pick them up, but she didn't mind me sobbing on their necks for a good half hour - losing those two horses truly devastated me) a couple hours from the yard. And to this day, this owner still sends the occasional photo to B who forwards it to me.
Anyway I found out on Sunday that the owner has had to put the filly up for sale (her dam unfortunately passed away last year). B informed me of this, and obviously I jumped at the chance to buy her. However, by the time I wrote to the owner (1 hour later!), someone, a friend of the owner's, had already arranged to try her. And that friend has now bought her, just a day later. The worst part is I know the person who's just bought her. They're a good rider at times, I'll give them that, but they also use the whip excessively and they look to be around 6ft... 6ft on a 14.1 connie with a petite build.
It really takes it out of you, thinking about a horse that taught you so much, that you loved so much, who now may not be in the best of homes. I keep thinking about what a good home I could have offered her. And with her dam dead, having that filly around would have helped me have a link to her too.
Well that's my vent over. Anyone else having a horrible week already and needing to get it out?
Then a lot changed in B's life meaning that she had to put the two up for sale. My parents weren't supportive of me buying a horse, so the two got sold to a lovely lady (well I only met her when she came to pick them up, but she didn't mind me sobbing on their necks for a good half hour - losing those two horses truly devastated me) a couple hours from the yard. And to this day, this owner still sends the occasional photo to B who forwards it to me.
Anyway I found out on Sunday that the owner has had to put the filly up for sale (her dam unfortunately passed away last year). B informed me of this, and obviously I jumped at the chance to buy her. However, by the time I wrote to the owner (1 hour later!), someone, a friend of the owner's, had already arranged to try her. And that friend has now bought her, just a day later. The worst part is I know the person who's just bought her. They're a good rider at times, I'll give them that, but they also use the whip excessively and they look to be around 6ft... 6ft on a 14.1 connie with a petite build.
It really takes it out of you, thinking about a horse that taught you so much, that you loved so much, who now may not be in the best of homes. I keep thinking about what a good home I could have offered her. And with her dam dead, having that filly around would have helped me have a link to her too.
Well that's my vent over. Anyone else having a horrible week already and needing to get it out?
