It still doesn't feel real because he's still up in northern Kentucky while we wait for the trusted transporter my boyfriend's mom likes to use to deliver him on the 25th (or sooner if we can finagle a different while still safe option), but I couldn't contain my excitement, so I thought I'd share since I may need some advice.
Until he arrives I honestly am still in disbelief. He's a gift from my boyfriend and his mother, a gelding she had raised from a mare she had bred (I will find out the mares name, I keep forgetting), about 14 years ago. My boyfriend's mom was big into showing Arabians and bred some, but she retired several years back and when she downsized her own herd of personal horses, she donated this horse to a facility that works with under privileged children. Just for the record I'm 28 years old and have been dreaming of this moment my entire conscious life and I just am not going to rest until he steps off that trailer. Knowing I wont have him for another 3 weeks is making me crazy, but I've known about me potentially getting him since Labor day, so a few more weeks wont hurt (or so I keep telling myself).
A little about what I know about his lineage, he's a Huckleberry Bey grand baby (and his sire Hucklebey Berry), and his mother's side is solid as well, I just need more information on her as her name keeps escaping me. I do know she was a gorgeous true black, and extremely sweet.
As badly as I wanted a horse (an Arabian specifically) the anxiety of dealing with sellers and their lack of honesty half of the time, made me keep putting it off so I just continued to take lessons and just waited. Being able to know this horse's history and know I can trust my boyfriend's mom, makes the experience almost stress free in that regard. For the past couple of years he has been on that one farm assigned to a young girl who did 4H. She recently got her own horse, so he's not really being worked. The man who ended up with him, agreed to let us have him back, but I'm still so scared he'll change his mind even though he's a good man and a man of his word. For the next few weeks my boyfriend's mother is going to do some ground work with him and reacquaint him with trailering so on the morning of transportation, he'll hopefully be calm and the trip will go smoothly (it's a near 260 mile trip).
The only picture I have of him right now is a photo of a photo that I took from one of her albums of him as a yearling:
I can't wait to see him. I've waited so long for this moment, I told myself another 3 weeks isn't going to kill me. Plus, it'll make Thanksgiving that much better. :)
I'm excited to start training with him, I've always wanted a good dressage prospect and he seems to be a good fit for that, with a small bit of entry level endurance. Right now I've been training with my lesson horse for trail and endurance.
I'll post more once he arrives.