I have gone into the market looking for my dream horse two times, and after owning 4 horses, I still don't have him.
The first time, I was 8. My paint mare was poisoned and put down. I wanted another paint mare, and was very adamant- I was not ready to move on from my Penny, I was in shock still. My mom eventually dragged me out to look at a horse- a bay quarab gelding, only 6 1/2 years old. The first time I rode him was in a gymkhana. My mom trailered him out, tacked him up, threw me on at the gate and that was it. The second that gate closed he went from a dead stop to a full gallop, I had the entire crowd cheering for me, yelling "HOLD ON!!!" and "GO LITTLE GIRL GO!!!!"
He ran up around the poles, and since I never turned him, back down the other side. He stopped, walked through the gate, and stood still while I jumped off and screamed that I was never getting on him again.
He passed away this April, and he was the best horse I've ever had. In the 8 years I had him, he was my rock. I cannot explain how much he meant to me. I'll never have a horse like him again, he was my 'heart horse.'
A while before he passed he developed a calcified knee, and was retired to the trails only, and I still wanted to compete. At 14 I was back on the market for a horse. I had always wanted to jump and do english, and therefore was looking for a horse to do that- I had my eye on a big dappled grey trakhener gelding, 5 years old, who was pretty much exactly what I wanted.
A little bit later I, on a whim, clicked on an ad for a 2 year old arabian colt, pretty, but not what I wanted. He was close by though, so we went to see him. We bought him that same day. He is intelligent, sensitive, and all-around a fantastic little horse that I love dearly. Again, though, not what I wanted, not what I had in mind as my 'dream horse.'
A couple years after getting him, my neighbor offered me a black and white grade paint which he had bought for his wife in an attempt to get her interested in horses and save their marriage. None of that happened after he threw her off and cracked her skull, so he ended up sitting for a couple of years. I rode him a couple of times and took him home. Still not a horse that fit my ideal, not my 'dream horse.' He's intelligent, willing, hilarious and sweet. I really love him.
If I had waited and passed up all of these horses, I may have ended up with my 'dream horse,' who knows. But I didn't and I do not regret EVER having these fantastic horses who have made and still make my life worth living. The point is, you have to compromise with horses, just like with people. Sometimes you don't get what you thought you wanted, and you're still happy. Don't put off something in hopes of something better falling into your lap- if it's there already, if it makes you happy already, falling slightly short of your ideal isn't too bad. You can always get another horse in the future, you never know what might happen. It's not always 'love at first sight'. Sometimes, it grows over time. It took me years to grow to love Sombre, and now he's the most important thing from my childhood.
-EDIT- I didn't read more than the first page, sorry! Congratulations on your new horse, I hope she brings you lots of happiness in the future! :)
Last edited by soenjer55; 01-02-2013 at 02:24 AM.