after 36 years, I can finally say that i'm a horse owner. I can't say that without smiling a mile. I am thrilled, anxious, nervous, excited, and whole bunch of other emotions I can't even identify yet.
I handed over my money today, got Paul's paperwork, moved him to a different stall that has access to a grazing field and an industrial fan to keep him cool. He is the barn favorite and has a face to die for. All I want to do is just sit on a pile of hay and watch him.
Growing up, I tried to ride the only thing at my house that was similiar to a horse and that would be our goat. He wasn't very cooperative and when I sat on his back, he just stood there. I once tried to put a child's saddle on him but I stress the word ONCE. After that one time, he stayed as far away from me as possible. My dad sent me to a horse camp for the next 2 years. I cried when he dropped me off because of homesickness but after a week with a horse, I cried when he picked me up.
I started riding our neighbors horses when I was 7. I started out with the pony and moved up to the 30 year old quarter horse. Most of the time, I just put a bridle on and get on bareback. When I was 13, my sister, my mom, and I moved and I didn't have access to the horses anymore. When I left for college, I saw that they had horseback riding as a class. So I took my first english horsemanship class. I prefer western still but it was nice to learn a new style.
After college, there was another 10 year break from horses but during that time, I got my first teaching job, got married, bought a house, and adopted two labrador retrievers but my love was still for horses. Then, like a heaven sent, a substitute in our building invited me out to the barn she had her horses at. I rode and then started leasing my first horse. He was sold at auction a few months later so I leased another horse and rode as often as I could. I am glad that I hadn't forgotten how to do it after so long.
Then, I started riding paul and he was like a dream. My dad said that he would buy my first horse for me and I chose paul. It may have taken 36 years to get my first horse but he was worth the wait. jeanmecharlie.jpg horserideinMA.jpg paul.jpg