I work for a rescue and the most rewarding feeling is seeing a rehabilitated horse find an owner who truly loves them. There is no greater joy than knowing they got their second chance. The joy is even greater when its a horse you have bonded with. Just knowing they found a good home is all it takes to bring a smile to my face.
I got attached to multiple horses but was not in a position to own. And let me add that I am so glad I waited!
I went on vacation and came back to a new horse. She was an Arab (my favorite breed) so I was drawn to her automatically. She was friendly but due to being spoiled was very pushy and disrespectful. In her opinion people were here for her convenience only.
I started working with her and we just clicked.
Side note: I've worked and ridden a lot of horses. I've fallen in love with 98% of them but have never clicked like I did with this mare. Back to the story...
The owner of the rescue noticed how strong our bond was and offered her to me with discounted board since I do so much work there. I had just landed a full time job. So... I adopted :)
Well the story doesn't quite end there...
Since she was officially mine I just had to know her full history. I contacted her last owner who surrendered her. She was full of information but was questionable. She had to surrender Comet (my mare) because she 1) could no longer afford her and 2) could not control or handle her hence the disrespectful pushy b**** I first came across in the pasture. Comet was deemed dangerous due to her attitude but truly was not. She doesn't have a mean bone in her body.
After tons of research and talking to people who knew Comet and her previous owners/breeders I found that...
Her story is: when she was born her dam passed on. She was bottle fed and raised up, then started by her breeders. She wouldn't take the saddle and was beat for it. When she finally took the saddle she would immediately lay down and not get up which in turn got her beat again. Since she was unridable they starved her. She lived off bread and straw. She was stunted due to the malnutrition.
Her second and last owner (the one who surrendered her) 'rescued' her from her bad situation at the breeders. She felt sorry for her and spoiled her literally to the point of founder. The last owner also lacked any training experience so between that and the spoiling explains why she was the way she was.
She came to us in August of 2012 and I officially adopted her in mid October.
When I started saddle training she was scared of even the sight of the saddle. Now I am riding her and she stands perfectly to be tacked up. She is no longer disrespectful or pushy and has even had my niece on her back. She is definitely my heart horse. I can't tell you what made her different than the others, we just clicked and that was it.
I wouldn't trade her for the world!
First time ever on her back and first time anyone had been on her back in about 5yrs
First time ever being ridden in a saddle
I encourage you to volunteer. It is truly a rewarding job and I promise you'll love it! Posted via Mobile Device