I did not get my first horse until I was married with two children. I know, right?! My neighbor was moving and could not take her older horse with her. So, she gave her to me! My wonderful husband built her a barn, purchased a corral, and I was set. Pride was her name, she was a special mare and was 28 years old. I rode her often and put my boys on her a lot. When I was five months pregnant with my third son, she fell and I had to make the heart wrenching decision to put her down. The veterinarian was very nice, told me to go inside and she would handle it. Of course, I watched the entire thing from my kitchen window and watched the disposal crew come pick her up as well. My husband came home to a crying wife, no cell phones then, and gave me the assurance I could have another.
An old friend called me and offered me her daughter’s horse for a very low price. Her daughter had no time for her, she was broke to ride, and was pasture boarded about 1 ½ hours away from me. My hubby and a horse friend of ours went to pick Nefara up for me. She was gorgeous and she was not broke to ride! Barely green broke and way too much horse for a six month pregnant woman to deal with. My friend came to pick her up and gave me my money back.
When I was thirty, my very good friend and I decided to go to the Bureau of Land Management auction and adopt a wild mustang. I adopted a 3 month old filly, named her Star, and spent the next two years teaching her everything she needed to know, including that people were ok and not to be afraid. At two she was ready to be broken to ride but on the advice of my long time farrier I opted to sell her. I would never allow my kids on her. So, she got a wonderful home with a woman that was thrilled to have her.
My next horse was actually for my oldest son for his 12th birthday. Cheyenne was such a sweetheart. She loved all of my kids and especially my daughter who was two at the time. When my son began high school and was playing three sports, his brothers were also playing sports, and life was too busy then for Cheyenne. I had purchased her some goats for company, horses and goats bond extremely well, and was very picky in my choice for her new home. A grandmother bought her for her granddaughter and of course, her goats went with her.
For the next ten years or so I did not have a horse. Life was just too busy with our children and their activities. Sadly, none of my children were as horse crazy as I was. I know, I couldn’t believe it either! I have to say every time I bought and sold a horse, aside from making sure they had a good home, I never gave it much thought. Sure, I missed having a horse but I never worried or missed the ones I sold.
I never realized what I had been missing until I met the horse I own now. Almost two years ago I was talking to a friend about horses. He had no idea I liked them and he told me he had three boarded across the street from his house. He invited me over to see them and told me anytime I wanted to spend time with them I could. I was happy to have the opportunity to be around horses again although purchasing one was not even on my radar.
I went over and met his horses and the barn manager. He had a pony, a 22 year old ranch horse, and a 6 year old Andalusian mare. The barn manager and I hit it off, we are actually very good friends now, and I started to spend time grooming the pony and the ranch horse. I would watch the barn manager with Muneca, the Andalusian mare, but she made me nervous, frankly. Six year old horse, full of sass and absolutely gorgeous but then something started to change.
I always bring treats to the barn. There are twelve horses there and they very quickly figured out I had treats when I came over. So, I started spending time with Muneca. More and more time, in fact, I was starting to have a real connection with her. I would groom her, talk with her, and started working her. Then my friend announced he was going to sell his horses. It hit me square in the face, I had to buy Muneca!
So, I did. I have never in my life felt the soul changing connection with any animal that I have with Muneca. Sure, I’ve heard people say how they were connected to their animals but I never felt it as strongly as I do with her. I spent the next six months going back to the basics with her, she had never had a woman owner, as she was bought as a weanling by my friend’s father. Today, almost two years later I truly feel that it was just meant to be. I have to be the luckiest woman alive to have finally found my horse soul mate. I have made arrangements with my oldest to care for her if something happens to me first. Horses can live between 30 and 40 years and I will never sell her!
Every time I go to the barn she gets two peppermints from me, one when I get there and one when I leave. At Christmas she gets a full candy cane every day for a week because she is my beauty, she deserves it and I love her. Do you have a special connection with an animal? Do you do anything special for the animals in your life this time of year?
- Day 1: Welcome and Christmas Expectations
- Day 2: Christmas at my House
- Day 3: Giving Tuesday
- Day 4: Pizza and Poker/Holiday Recipe Exchange
- Day 5: Little Lynnie’s Christmas Crackers
- Day 6: Blue Christmas
- Day 7: Take your Child to the Bookstore
- Day 8: St. Knickerless Day
- Day 9: Not so Traditional Holiday Traditions
- Day 10: Holiday Sing-a-long
- Day 11: Jolly Old Mrs. Claus ( Ana’s Spoons)
- Day 12: Congratulations to winners so far
- Day 12A: Christmas Kisses
- Day 13: Writing over the holidays
- Day 14: White Elephant
- Day 15: Christmas in Ireland
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