I did not (and do not) want any more horses, and certainly not another show horse. For so many reasons, that start with the never ending monthly training that goes on for endless years, to the gobs of time spent away from the homestead and experiencing other things.
My horse cup is full and I love it the way it is.
Healthy relationships support differences and dreams, and we always have. One of the reasons Brad & I work together so well. Mushy stuff spared, to say we have many common interests and our core is similar, but we are more different than alike.
Differences are what makes life so interesting.
So he bought a show horse. That's nice. I am bound and determined to be supportive. However for the most part, I thought I would disengage. Go my merry way doing things I love that he would rather not do, while he is happy doing his show thing.
I want to do more local photography, soak in art and spend more time outdoors (not working) explore new places or chase dark sky phenomenon, connect with friends and even take the occasional photography trip etc
I was not going to get attached to whatever show horse Brad found. I care too much.
Nope. Not me. Sell "it" when you are done. After all, that is what most people do with their poor show horses. Use them up and ship them out, to be replaced by a younger shinier model. What a horrible thought!! I could never do that, even if I didn't like his show horse.
Then he finds this girl, and gets me involved in the purchasing decision (smart man):
We have gotten several reports since she arrived (just a short two weeks ago) that Padame "is full of it" and yet, when we go see her all we experience is a sweet two year old trying to understand what is being asked of her. Not acting up at all, at times responding with the wrong answer but listening in order to get the right one. I don't think this horse has a mean bone in her body.
Timing is everything, but handling is more and she obviously needs a job.
Brad put her in ground training the very next day. It can only help Padame.
All the images & videos on this post are from our third visit. We had the barn to ourselves, yaaay!! I can't wait
My iphone works better than my camera in the dark aisles:
meeting Cierra for the first time
18 seconds going left
26 seconds going right
Since day one, Padame seems to like the sound of my voice when I talk to her. Our trainer was the first to notice. I am just being me, and jabber jawing to those with four legs. Padame listens to me intently. I think she likes me :)) Brad might just have to share...
I guess my cup had a little more to fill, but after this - no more horses!! Well, except for Cierra's upcoming baby....