Originally Posted by MoonlightEm
So, like ya, anyone think that horse are sent to us to be their owners?
When I was a kid my parents bought an American Cream Draft for us named Goldrush. He really took to my sister and they became best friends.
One day while she was riding him, I wandered into the "sale barn" where we boarded. And there I found a horribly ill, horribly skinny, on deaths doorstep QH mare. I brought her water and hay, cleaned out her wound (she had strangles and it was leaking out of a hole under her face) & brushed her. I did that every day for a few weeks while she recovered. Slowly her spirit came back to her and she would nicker when I walked into the barn. My sister was calling her Cocoa because she was a liver chestnut and looked like Hot Cocoa.
One night my sister and I arrived at the barn, she went to the sale barn before me and she came running out yelling "Kim! Something is wrong with Cocoa, come quick!" I ran to the barn and was trying to open the stall door (the latch always stuck) and I see a sign on the door - finally in my panic mode it sunk in what it said "Cocoa - Kim's New Horse" haha. My parents bought her for me and my sister tricked me to get me in the barn !!
The funny thing was - I never wanted a QH - I wanted a draft horse. I never wanted a brown horse - I stated that often... I wanted a Palamino. We bought a draft palamino horse (Goldrush) but the horse that was meant for me was a brown QH. :P
She and I became best friends. I nursed her back to health and back to a healthy weight. We have been together now for 24+ yrs. She is 30 yrs old and still my sweet girl. And.... she still nickers for me.
Cocoa taken yesterday:
So there I never wanted a brown QH and yet the horse meant for me was just that.
Now to present day...
Last year my hubby and I bought 2 TN Walkers. He bonded with Cherokee (his horse) right away and you can really see it. They are meant to be together.
Angel and I have had our ups and downs. She was very difficult to get close to and was standoff-ish. She ran from me in the fields, gave me a hard time on the ground and I could just tell she didnt care for me. Although she was a great horse - a gorgeous horse - riding wise she was like floating on a cloud. But personality wise she and I just didnt click.
Due to the fact that she and I didnt gel & the fact that she was young and spirited, I decided to sell her. As much as I loved her, I knew that it was dangerous for me to ride her (I have a bad back from a broken spine) and since we didnt click, I couldnt keep her. All I did with her for months was brush her and do ground work. My husband was annoyed about paying 300.00 a month for a horse I wasnt riding. She sold on Friday this past week. I was very upset of course but knew it was for the best.
I resigned myself to the fact that I would never ride horses again because the Dr. warns me that any injury to my back now can cause me to be paralyzed.
I never listen.
On Sunday I went to a "speed show" to watch the barrel racing show. While there I found a 13 yr old Grey QH gelding who was for sale by the owners of the ranch. I absolutely fell in love with him.
I brushed him, rode him, hugged him & kisses his nose. hehe
He rides like a dream - very very calm, very slow, easy going.
Went back there last night to see him again and well, I bought him.
I know... I am not supposed to ride, but I totally feel safe and comfortable on him and with him.
Now I am waiting for the vet to come out and give him his shots and get a coggins.... so I can bring him to the place where we board our horses.
He used to be a parade horse/show horse - he was owned by a local man who goes around to parades and shows as a http://www.lonerangerfanclub.com/jr.html
"Lone Ranger" tribute act. He sold him this past winter to the ranch because he found a pure white TN Walker (The original Lone Ranger had a white TWH). So now I own the former "Silver" lol
His name is Oby - I'd like to change his name but I am not sure.
(sorry the pic is crooked, I stuck it through the stall door and snapped it while not looking though the camera)
I think this horse was meant for me, the same way it happened with Cocoa. I didnt want another QH, I wanted a TWH if anything. I dont really like grey horses because they always look filthy. Yet there he was... and we just hit it off right from the start.
I know, I am nuts.