Sounds like you're an invaluable friend for someone in abstract's situation. Like you, I helped in stables as a teen,(lusting after EVERY horse I helped with!) then paid for lessons and hacks when I could afford to. Fast forward past 2 babies and into early thirties when I could finally find the money and the time to think about buying my first. Had a loan pony first - horrible vicious dangerous thing, gave it back, and realised it hadn't put me off. It can be a long wait , but it's so worthwhile to be sure you get it right. Keep on trucking abstract, and enjoy the journey.
I will 100% help her in every step of this exciting horse journey she's embarked on, she is doing SO well. I might seem negative but I'm not. I'm being realistic and do not think for one second that I haven't recognised how well you are doing
@Abstract because I have and you are! You should be proud of yourself truly.
But horses are not for the faint hearted as anyone here will tell you.
I didn’t leave that yard til 8.30pm tonight trying to pull his stupid mane lol. My thumbs are numb and very sore, I ache all over and I cut myself on the bloody comb. He stamped on my foot three times and I felt like crying and I still haven’t managed to finish it!! Horses aren’t just happy times, nice hacks and fun jumping. They’re falling and aching all over. They’re being kicked, stamped on, bitten. Early mornings in the dark and bitterly cold. Mud, shit, horse hair. Days where you want to kill your horse and days where he wants to kill you (and that shit is scary), tears, failure, blood sweat and fucking bucketfuls of tears. Not having a clue what to do, vets bills, money money effing money!!! Horse ownership is one of the most rewarding things in the world but it’s also one of the brutally hardest ones. You cannot take it lightly and you need to experience it before you buy or the shock will hit you like a 1000 volt charge to your heart. I’m not exaggerating.
But IF you truly love it, if after all that, your heart is with horses then it is one of, if not THE best hobby in the world. That horse smell. The way your horse shouts when you come to feed him or get him in. Long hacks alone, long hacks with friends, riding for 5 minutes, riding for an hour, not riding at all but just sitting quietly with your horse watching him munch his hay contentedly. Making him pretty by grooming him, finding that itchy spot that he loves to be scratched on, finding what he loves but also what he hates. Watching the problems you had, the ones you have worked so hard at to fix, slowly improve until they're not problems anymore and you're not winging it anymore but in fact you are succeeding. Together. Building that relationship, that bond and realising that when it comes down to it, it doesn't matter what people come or go in your life because with him you are complete. Best feeling in the world. After my children, the one love of my life is my horse. But it took me til I was in my 30s to get that.
But you will, oh you absolutely will, I promise you that. Like I said, Rome wasn't built in a day and good things take time. Do not ever lose hope or get disheartened because I'm 150% sure you are as horse mad as I have been from a little girl, I see it in you and you will get your horse eventually. I promise you. Just don't rush. xx