Join Date: Apr 2009
Location: Queensland, Australia.
There is most likely a reason, but I feel like I’m failing him, that I’m giving up. It’s just so hard; I’ve had him for just over a year. He’s learnt so much he has gotten better. I tried as hard as I can; I got somewhere but not far enough. My trainer didn’t tell me I have to sell him, she no longer has time to work him and I don’t feel that I am ready to handle him by myself. My parents made the ultimate decision of selling him, but I did get 0.005% of the say. I know his only going to go to the best home, that he will be loved and cared for. His not naughty, he just doesn’t understand and needs an advanced rider to show him and teach him. His an amazing horse, with amazing skills. His got the amazing cute and cuddly and caring personality that I’ve NEVER met before, I’ve met and ridden many of horses. Its just amazing, he sees the car and comes galloping up, nickering, So excited and happy to see me. I don’t want to sell that horse, nor do I want to sell the one that lets me sit/crawl under him, stand on his back and does all these absolutely adorable things that make me laugh even when I’m in the worst of moves. As a friend he’s been amazing its like he’s listened and cared, he’s been my best friend. I don’t want to sell that horse that I galloped around the outside of the cross country course, horses everywhere and him completely listening to me. I don’t want to sell that amazing riding horse and my best friend.. but then there is that horse, that isn’t right for me. That one small part that everything depends on that doesn’t click. I’ve never been scared of him, even though he tries to throw me and rears. I still trust him, because when I need to trust him. He doesn’t screw up, his taught me lots, his been amazing and no horse can replace him and he will always be my best friend and no horse can ever replace such an amazing and loving horse. My dad is terrified completely of horses, but with Chinga he tightens his girth, gives me a leg up, feeds him and every time Chinga see’s him dad puts out his arm and Chinga rests his head under dads arm, I know I am not going to be the only one finding it hard to say goodbye to Chinga, but dad also agrees that its the right thing to do. We will only let him go to the best of homes, where he is rugged every night, loved to bits. His been amazing, even when he is dressed up as a unicorn he’s still tried to rub on me and acts like he “loves” me.
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