You're probably aware that I've been shopping for a horse for a while now, taking my time to pick a horse and make sure it's right for me. I finally found one - a 3 year old 'pintaloosa' mare. She was calm, lovely and very level-headed. You know those giant horse-eating monsters that hide in bushes? As long as she could take a good, long look at them, she'd go past with hardly a flinch. She was beautiful too - a dark bay with random splotches of white across her shoulders, rump and chin. She had a blaze, tall socks and a thick mane and tail. Her hooves were striped and she had the visible sclera so typical in Appaloosas. Even more interesting, she was beginning to roan out. Gorgeous.
I made the offer to purchase her today and the buyer accepted (verbally, mind you). We agreed that I would pick her up on Friday and the seller gave me a time frame that I could get her. I thought our deal was good, final and I had a lovely horse to call my own. I was so excited. I even offered to come get her on Thursday if the seller really, truly needed her gone.
I called after work today to confirm everything so I could be 100% sure of what time to arrange the trailer to arrive. The seller sold my mare out from under me! Now, I understand her acceptance of sale was only verbal, but shouldn't that count for something? I took the time to get to know the mare, consider her quirks and find a transport option that wouldn't scare her (she's scared of straight hauls, so I arranged for a 3-horse angle to pick her up).
It's just a hard lesson to swallow after being so careful and thorough in my horse shopping. On the plus side though, I came across another horse that I'm interested in - a 9 year old Arabian mare who needs a kind hand and a patient heart. I might go look at her on Friday and if we click, she could come home with me. She was previously abused, so is a little skittish and very shy about having her feet touched (a direct result of having her legs tied to teach her to stand, I guess), but her seller says she is friendly and curious. She wants to trust again, but is just a little hesitant to give that trust away. I've had good luck with abused horses in the past, so I'm hoping I can work some magic on this lovely girl too.
Maybe I just wasn't meant to have that pintaloosa. Maybe this Arabian mare is THE horse. Hm.