Jenn over at Stories from the Saddle has started a pretty cool blog hop here that I knew I had to write about. I've had the pleasure of sitting on a lot of cool horses so far in my life. I sat on a horse who went to Rolex (Remind me to talk about this because it was SO COOL) and played around with dressage for 45 minutes. I've ridden barely broke horses who you could tell were so wildly athletic and talented. On the other hand, I've ridden horses who I detested and horses who detested me. So, do I have a heart horse? I'm not sure. Honestly. I have trouble committing to any one favorite of anything. I have two favorite colors. I basically run and hide when people ask me who's my favorite band. I have several favorite movies. I have about 15 favorite foods. Yeah. I just can't pick a favorite of much of anything. So to me, heart horse is a hard concept because I tend to love horses individually and for completely different reasons but they mean no less or more than another. I am partial to Digby as he's the first horse I've ever actually owned but there are still other horses that I love. I will keep this list to 3 horses (errr, 1 pony, 1 hony and 1 horse) for the sake of time.
|Wannabe Platinum, aka "Oscar." |
I braided him myself for shows and it looks like he rubbed them pretty good here.
|Charlie, my favorite crazy chestnut TB.|
|The infamous Dig My Size.|
Digby and I have had a very rough partnership. I met him the summer after my freshman year in college (so I guess I met two horses at college and no husbands?? Haha!) and was instantly smitten. He was wild, bad like a pony and super talented. Unfortunately, he had been donated to the college and very much hated his life there. I've written about his history a lot before, so I'll sum it up real quick. He hated college and was very bad. I adopted him to be my 3'6" horse. I wasn't sure I made the right choice and thought about selling him. He went lame almost right after that. He was on and off lame (and naughty...) for years. He's now sound and for the most part, well behaved. There were many, many days in the past that I discussed selling him. There are many, many days I love him. There are lots of ups and downs. Lots of tears, lots of smiles. I still am not sure he's in the best home for him but I do my best.