I didn't want the horse I went to see. Why? Because she was 12. Stupid right? Never saw her but the age discouraged me. When we pulled up and I saw her,,, love at first sight! The owner rode her first. Then my turn. Oh my god if she wasn't responding like a champ! She went where I asked her to and had plenty of spunk in the process! Some geese flew right up in front of her and she never hesitated! MINE!
Brought her back to the barn and he took her saddle off. Beautiful back. She was mine. Now the transition period was hell! She wanted nothing to do with me or anyone else for that matter. Made me think twice! But the more time I spent with her the better our relationship became. A very sensitive arab.
I did have a time though that totally made me cry. My sis in law and I were riding in the field. We decided to race. Well she tok hold of the bit and I couldn't turn her. Scared me so bad! We crashed right into a tree where I flew into it. I was so heart broken and upset. I did get back on her and rode her back to the barn. I went home and balled! Thought of selling her and giving up.
But I didn't and started over with her. I didn't race for a long time but I worked with her almost everyday. We bonded so tight. She became the best horse ever!! Followed me like a puppy. But she also respected me and my space. That was my training. So a word of encouragement... Take time out to give an animal a chance. Even when it seems there is no hope. Posted via Mobile Device