I have officially had Rusty for one year now, and I can honestly say that is has been the best year of my life. Everything about it, from the day I got him, to today when I put on his blanket for the cold night to come. He has truly been a dream come true. (Corny, eh?)
When I got him, his life had been pretty much, well, hell. He had went from owner to owner, and in his 5 years of life, he had gone through about 2 owners per year. When he landed in my friends care, and they asked me to take him, my hope of owning a horse came to life. (Before that, it was a fantasy I could only dream about) So, we bought him, as my first horse.
Before him, I had only ridden a handful of times on trails. Never had a trainer of any sorts. And when he got home, in all of his skinniness, our friends hadn't been to honest about how broke he was. He was simply, a nut case. In everything he did he was hyper, hyper and hyper. I accredited some of his hyperness to being a young Arab, but the rest, well, I had no excuse accept dis-respect and bad manners.
Once he gained enough weight, and I started riding, I left him with me all banged up from the many falls I took. His riding was about as good as if he had only been ridden 5 times in his life, and then on top of that he must have had a dreadful foundation.
I was green, to say the least, he was green, to say the least, and the popular saying is green plus green equals black and blue... Boy did I find that out.
Soon though, I started being able to ride him bareback, soon, I switched to a sidepull (bitless bridle) Soon, we started being able to jump, he started not to buck anymore, he decided not to rear anymore, and everything started falling in place.
It was as if his old body was left behind, and replaced with something one hundred times better.
We started progressing in riding, and he started to trust me. I had him lying down even after awhile.
Then, a few months back I started liberty training, started actually truly getting into jumping, his liberty ground work was coming around beautifully, he started to actually enjoy being taken out and worked, and then I knew, that he did turn out to be the horse I had always wanted, even if in the beggining, I though he was a nightmare.
He had gave his trust over to me to hold, and became the horse I had only ever dreamed of in my wildest dreams. So, that is the brief summary of our life together, but let me say, that the time we have walked together so far, had started off horrible, and turned out amazing.
I am still amazed when I walk outside, and Rusty comes trotting up, to slow to a stop right before he reaches me, then follows me around, like a dog. Compared to when we first started out life together, green and greener, we have taught each other the ways of life. Together, only in one year yet, we have been through hell, and emerged whole, to come out better for it all.
Its been one year, filled with everything, and I hope that many, many years will follow. This horse, this crazy nutcase that no one kept for long because of how ugly, and skinny he was, made on little girl happier than she could have ever thought she could be <3
I know many of you have seen these photos but here they are anyway
I would have never believed this ugly beats would ever look nice.
But its true, he did end up looking nice
Rusty, you turned out to be my dream horse, and ever more.