Well, I can honestly say that I wasn't completely thrilled about the circumstances that led me you. I had just been informed that I was most likely going to get kicked out of a show due to the health condition of the horse that I had come to love. Something that wasn't easily fixable but had no effect on trainablility or my riding him. And just on a whim, a week before, I had pulled you out of the pasture to ride, just for a change of pace. No, I was not thrilled when we had to go back to the barn and exchange Rocket for you, in fact, the entire ride back to the barn my RI and I had been discussing which horse I could exchange with so I could show the next day. She said, "What about Razz?" and I said, "I've only ridden her once, a week ago." and my RI said, "Yeah, but she wants to go to Fair." So we put you in the trailor and hauled you to the show.
I would like to inform you that my attitude has changed about you. Now there are times when I do miss Rocket and would like to have the opporunity to ride him again, but you have taught me so much and we both have learned so much since that fateful month a little over two years ago. You are now the horse that I will have been working with continuously with the longest, and thankfully you're nothing like the ****** that had previously held that record. I thank you for that.
You are sweet, gentle, loving, and a complete suck-up when you know I'm angry, whether or not I'm angry at you. You have taught me to take responsibility for my actions and to rarely blame the horse. You've taught me to be gentle, but firm. That there's not need to be aggressive. You love little kids. You have a great sire and dam, even if your dam isn't the nicest mare in the world. I'm glad you got your dad's personality, it's saved me a lot of stress. Even if your mom may not have been as well-known as your dad, I still love your mom because she made you and reminds me a little of myself. In fact you are, in a very scary way, a animal replica of me. You'll mull things over, and when I least expect it you'll throw something at me to remind me to keep my guard up. You don't take to kindly to rough handling, you can take it, and will take it quietly, but will do what you can when you can for "revenge."
Once you learn something you're pretty well set, especially when it comes to ground commands and little kids. I love how my RI's kids can walk anywhere around you and say, "Razz, move." and you'll move away from them, even if you're not in the way. I especially love how you give that same respect to me. I do, however, wish that you would not play the game Ring-Around the Pasture everytime I try to bring you in so that we can train. I'm well aware that you don't like to work and would rather be in your pasture left alone forever, but it really is majorly inconvenient and time consuming for me, and we'd be done so much sooner with our lessons and training if you would just walk up to me when I come to get you, or anyone who comes to get you.
We've been through a lot together; jumping, gaming (will never happen again, sorry), western, bareback classes, saddle seat, and huntseat. In fact, did you know that I was extremely uncomfortable riding Dez for those bareback classes that I turned told my RI that I wanted to ride you, even though it was a much farther way down to the ground and a much rougher ride? Want to know why I asked for you? Because I knew you and you knew me. You knew my subtle signals, you knew when to move over if my balance sarted to shift, you didn't try to make the ride rougher that it needed to be just because you didn't like me and you certainly weren't going to go as fast as you possibly could because you knew I was uncomfortable.
So I have a lot to thank you for and I'm so very sorry that you and I won't be working together much anymore due to my college and military committments. Although, I can't say that you'll be too disappointed about being a pasture pet. I'll see you when I can. Love you baby.