I know that I've come to you all for discussions concerning boarding places, riding areas, and horsey scenes all over the west, as well as advice for what to do with my horse and I really appreciate it so I wanted to share with you my final decision and the feelings that accompany it, for anyone that faces a similar situation.
After spending months and months trying to come to a decision conerning my horse during this intense time in my life, I have finally made the right one..I am giving my wonderful horse to a fantastic horsewoman and friend who will enjoy him and keep me updated on their lives together when I move this summer. She is very happy to be his forever home and said that she would be proud to have him when I made the offer. I am already in contact with her and have been for a while now, and I don't expect it to dwindle when he is hers. I toyed with selling him but, like most horseowners, I was worried where he may end up years from now, and all the money in the world couldn't give me the same peace of mind that I felt when I decided to ask if she would take him as her own.
Ronnie has been my "other man" for what will be 10 years very soon. He is what I call a heart horse because he stole mine and no other horse has compared since I've met him. I love this horse so much and I kept holding on to the idea that I would be able to keep him when my husband and I start our new life out west, but I just can't justify the stress on him (huge move, massive lifestyle change, and him being a sensitive horse could very well be too much), the cost (considering our work is part-time due to school and we exist on small student loans as well), and my own fear of missing him and being lonely without him.
I thought that after all the planning and decisions and struggling with the options that I would be upset at losing Ronnie, but I go out to the barn with a quiet peace in my heart. I appreciate his welcoming neigh more than ever and the adorable things that he does (like wrapping his head around me after I unhalter him and resting it in my arms while I love on him and the "please scratch here!" body manipulations and the following faces of joy when I get the spot just right).
I ride him now like it is our last ride, every time. I let him linger a bit when watching other horses and I share his joy with the quick bound and leap of excitement that he is alive and healthy and actually enjoying himself. I ride with loose reins and little seriousness and his behavior has never been better. He will make his new woman as happy as he has made me all these years, there isn't a doubt in my mind.
Ronnie:
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pi...7&id=290401589
As long as that horse is happy and well taken care of, I will rest easy, even if the west finds me lonely for him. There will be other horses for me to ride and to love (they're so much easier to love than people, aren't they?), and when I finally finish my degree, I will find another one, and hope that he is a fraction as great as Ronnie.
Until then, I will ride when given the chance and live vicariously through the phone calls and emails that my friend sends about my heart horse, where he will live safely and happily in her backyard with more love and affection than he'll know what to do with.
After spending months and months trying to come to a decision conerning my horse during this intense time in my life, I have finally made the right one..I am giving my wonderful horse to a fantastic horsewoman and friend who will enjoy him and keep me updated on their lives together when I move this summer. She is very happy to be his forever home and said that she would be proud to have him when I made the offer. I am already in contact with her and have been for a while now, and I don't expect it to dwindle when he is hers. I toyed with selling him but, like most horseowners, I was worried where he may end up years from now, and all the money in the world couldn't give me the same peace of mind that I felt when I decided to ask if she would take him as her own.
Ronnie has been my "other man" for what will be 10 years very soon. He is what I call a heart horse because he stole mine and no other horse has compared since I've met him. I love this horse so much and I kept holding on to the idea that I would be able to keep him when my husband and I start our new life out west, but I just can't justify the stress on him (huge move, massive lifestyle change, and him being a sensitive horse could very well be too much), the cost (considering our work is part-time due to school and we exist on small student loans as well), and my own fear of missing him and being lonely without him.
I thought that after all the planning and decisions and struggling with the options that I would be upset at losing Ronnie, but I go out to the barn with a quiet peace in my heart. I appreciate his welcoming neigh more than ever and the adorable things that he does (like wrapping his head around me after I unhalter him and resting it in my arms while I love on him and the "please scratch here!" body manipulations and the following faces of joy when I get the spot just right).
I ride him now like it is our last ride, every time. I let him linger a bit when watching other horses and I share his joy with the quick bound and leap of excitement that he is alive and healthy and actually enjoying himself. I ride with loose reins and little seriousness and his behavior has never been better. He will make his new woman as happy as he has made me all these years, there isn't a doubt in my mind.
Ronnie:
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pi...7&id=290401589
As long as that horse is happy and well taken care of, I will rest easy, even if the west finds me lonely for him. There will be other horses for me to ride and to love (they're so much easier to love than people, aren't they?), and when I finally finish my degree, I will find another one, and hope that he is a fraction as great as Ronnie.
Until then, I will ride when given the chance and live vicariously through the phone calls and emails that my friend sends about my heart horse, where he will live safely and happily in her backyard with more love and affection than he'll know what to do with.


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