I was called this evening by a man who started asking about his breeding(Bones is a registered Paint) and I looked at his papers and told him who bred him. He said" I saw the photo and just knew it was Tinky, my grandfather bred him. We had him trained in reining and he was a wonderful horse, but had to sell him and he went down the road from us" When I explained that Bones was starved and almost dead and told him where we have bought him from, he realized that we rescued him from the same man they had sold him to . I went on to explain what kind of condition he had been in when we got him and what he was like now.
He apologised for bothering me and I told him it was no bother, and was interesting to know that he had been well trained cause I could tell he had been.
Anyway about 15 minutes later I got another phone call, this time from a girl. She was in tears and explained that her brother called her mom, who called her and told her that we had Tinky, who was her first horse, given to her a year before her grandpa had died. She just got over a bad divorce and had an 8 year old son and wanted to know if I would hold Bones until this next weekend so she could come get her first horse and bring him back home. Of course I said yes and she was crying and so happy. She asked me to call him Tinky and see if he acted like he knew his name.
My husband and I knew we had to sell him for his own health but were still worried that someone would be mean to him or ride him to hard. We are so excited to know Bones will be returning to his first "girl" and live his life out with her and her son.
Kinda a neat story with a great ending. Won't be half as hard to see Bones/Tinky go next weekend.