Dumas- I love your thoughts. After reading this questions I've been thinking about why mine was sent to me and my non -horse loving husband. I think what you said is correct. They gave me a higher level of patience when I think I cannot handle another thing, they gave me the true meaning of unconditional love, they gave me trust, which is something I lack. I have a tendency to push people, be it friends or strangers away because I have a difficult time trusting. If I can't trust these huge (or sometimes small) animals with my life (and my family's life), then who can I trust?
I actually put some thought into why my horses are with me. It took me a while but each one tells a story....
My husband wanted nothing to do with horses but I talked him into it. "Let's just go to the Livestock auction to see what it's all about"... we looked around for what seemed like hours. We found this one wild horse that someone was "attempting" to ride. We watched him for a while, my husband for some reason was drawn to him. The "rider" got off the horse and Slick came over to my husband instantly, as if he had been watching us too. He now is the most wonderful horse, although he is DEFINITELY my husband's horse. He does everything perfect for him, but when I ride him, he let's me know he doesn't like it!
My horse's story is along the same lines...a lady had posted an ad that I responded to. She was selling a gorgeous Palomino mare. Trained to the hilt, kind, gentle, etc. I got there and saw her. She was just as lovely as the pictures, rode her, everything was fine (a little skiddish at times though nothing a little more ride time couldn't cure), then I saw my Rocket in his stall. He was very buddy sour and kept whinnying to the mare. I asked the lady if she was selling him and she said she was interested in selling him, but he was her horse and it would be difficult to let him go. (she had just gone through a divorce so she needed the money and didn't have the time for the horses since she was working more). She brought him out and although he was still a little distracted by the mare, he was the most loving horse I had ever met. He had an awful case of summer itch so a lot of his hair, mane, and tail were missing, but I saw nothing but beauty. God he was gorgeous! I rode him and all was good. My husband couldn't believe I wanted him over my dream horse, but for some reason I did. We took him home the following weekend. He still continues to greet me everyday with that same whinny. I don't know if it's a "feed me" yell or a "thank God you are finally home" nicker. I like to think the latter. He is now gone to training to work out some issues and I miss him tremendously!! (Coming back June 1st though)
I have 2 other horses. One I just got, we are still figuring out what made us go back to the auction house as we didn't need or want another horse, but that's where I found our new Haflinger. (Yes, he was confirmed by our vet to be a Halffie!) I need to think about this one and why he came into our lives!
My daughter's horse was a rescue. I know why he needed us. Enough said.
Thank you for starting this thread! It's really neat to think about why things happen I this crazy world. Sometimes we don't stop our daily lives long enough to aprreciate the "whys"....