Abandoned Grey Mare
Once the snow had almost gone and it was getting a little warmer we moved into our new house. It wasn't a very big house as it only had two bedrooms but my dad made me and my sister two insulated sheds that we could live in. Sugar wasn't going to come here for another month so I was busy everyday cleaning up the mess that the previous people had left. I also had to make a makeshift gate because they let the horses just run loose. I heard that on several occassions they were at the neighbors eating their hay.
Then it was finally time to bring Sugar home. It felt good to bring her to a place that she will always be loved and properly cared for. It took us a while to get her in the trailer again but we knew her personality a little better this time. I gave her lots of treats to keep her busy once she was inside.
When we got to my house she was really excited. We got her out of the trailer and her head was up and nostrils flared. I lead her into her new big pen and she sniffed the ground twice and then took off running and bucking around the pen and through the trees. She was so excited. We put some hay down and we had already filled her big water tub and left her to explore.
After about a week of brushing and saddleing at her new place it was finally time for my first trailride. I was really excited. I led her out of the field and quickly tightened up the girth. I stopped paying attention to her for just a second and she noticed. She took off into our unfenced part of the property. My heart started racing. Carefully, slowly I walked towards her but she didn't want to be caught. Then she went straight into the bushes and I couldn't keep up to her anymore. Frantically I ran for home and with shaky hands I called my mom who was at work. I was crying so hard that my mom could barely understand me but she got the message. She told me to call the neighbors and go for a bike ride to let the people know that there was a loose horse.
Then it was time to wait. Hoping desperately that she would come home. Minutes went by and then a whole hour had gone by. I was starting to loose hope but then I heard a rattely old truck come up the driveway.
"You lost your horse?" a man asked in a raspy voice.
"Yes. Did you find her?!"
"You better come with me then."
That got me a little worried. I thought something major had happened to her and I didn't say anything on the drive there. It wasn't very far. Just down the road. When I saw her she was peacefully eating grass and a man was holding her. I quickly got out and walked towards her. I noticed one rein was broken but nothing else was the matter. I was so happy. I thanked the men and tied the broken rein to the bit. Then I hopped on and rode her home. It was the scariest experience I had ever had but she taught me a hard learned lesson that day: Always, always pay attention to your horse and never let it falter.
The next day I saddled her up again and when I walked out of her field and tightened the girth. I held onto her reins and payed attention to what she was doing. Ofcourse she just stood their calmly. I smiled.
When we got onto the trail she had her ears pricked forward and she looked around happily. Her step felt different. I could tell that this was what she loved. Exploring. The trailride was uneventful except for a random spook at a stump every once in a while. When we got home I brushed her down good and let her go in her field. There was no running or bucking or anything crazy like that. My pretty mare that I had just spent ten minutes brushing layed down and had a big roll. I was happy to see her so comfortable in her new surroundings.
Part 6 coming soon! Wow this is turning into a novel! Should it be published? :P