07-24-2012, 11:46 AM
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I was 4 years old. I don't know what we were doing but we were driving back home and we drove past a riding stable. My dad pulled in there to see the horses and the lady was kind enough to give me a ride on a nice old horse named "Cadillac". That was it...I was hooked. Everyday since then all I could think about were horses. I got everything horse for birthdays and xmas. I saved every single penny from allowances and birthday/xmas money. I asked for horse movies, books, toys,etc. I watched America's Horse (when it was on) and read everything I could about horses to prove I really wanted one. I took lessons, I volunteered with horses. All of my school projects were horse related...much to the dismay of my teachers and peers hehe. I would freak out whenever we drove past horses and I would whine about wanting to go pet them. I would ask for a horse every birthday/xmas.
Then, one December Saturday when I was either 13 or 14, I for some reason walked into my parents room and saw the newspaper opened to the horse classifieds. I questioned it but that's about it. I didn't ask my parents about it. Anyway, later that morning they said we were going for a drive to get some paint. On the drive, my dad kept asking what the place was called and my mom said it was called "J&J painting or something like that". I was still thinking about the ads and was wondering what we were doing out in the middle of nowhere to find a paint store...why didn't we just go to the hardware store? We then pulled into a stable that said they sold Paints and Quarter Horses. I of course, got excited and started bouncing up and down in my seat. I at first thought I was here for lessons...but why would we drive almost 2 hours just for lessons every week? We walked into the barn and I saw horses tied to stalls, waiting to be groomed. I tearfully asked my dad if I was getting a horse and he just smiled and looked at me. We walked into the indoor arena and there were horses tied and people were looking at them. A lady came up to greet us and asked if we came to look at the horses for sale. My jaw dropped as she led us over to two horses she thought would fit me. I ended up picking out a cute QH pony with attitude. He followed me around without any halter/lead on him and the lady said she never saw him do that before. The rest is a blur but we agreed on a price and delivery date to my boarding stable. I paid with the money I had been saving all those years. I boarded him for a year or so then we ended up moving to the country where I was able to keep him at home. I got a job to pay for his feed and other expenses when other kids my age were going to after school stuff or hanging out with friends. I kept him until I graduated high school. I didn't know what I was doing at that point and it wasn't fair to him to just sit in the pasture...so I sold him to a 4H family. A few years later (last year) I bought another horse because riding other people's just wasn't the same as owning one. My dad jokes that pulling into that stable was the biggest and most expensive mistake of his life.