I’ve been trying really hard this year to be a good girl!
I know my new mommy hasn’t had me very long and it took a bit of
time for me to get to know and trust her and the other human that she comes
with, but I promise that was just because I was so scared from being at that
loud, scary place with the other horses and cows that mom calls the auction
house. When she took me away from that
place, at first I was scared, but then I became so very happy. Anytime that I
get scared now, she is super patient and kind and I’ve learned so many new
things from her already that I hope that I get to stay with her forever and
never have to go back to that scary place.
In regards to those fence posts and panels that I pushed in and
broke as well as the patch of mane that I rubbed off, I swear that it was only
to get at that really yummy grass on the other side of the fence. Mom still
gives me looks every once in a while for my missing mane, and then she puts
some icky smelling goo on it. I think she thinks it will help my hair grow
back, but it smells so bad!! Despite the icky smell, I’ve been trying very hard
to stand still so that she can put it on. Please don’t put me in the “coal”
pile for the fence posts and my mane! I tried to put them back up afterward,
but it just didn’t fit the same…..
The only thing I really
want this Christmas are an unlimited supply of those yummy cookies that Mom
gives me. Maybe you can pass it along that it would be grand if she gave me
some more from time to time. The other human (he always comes with Mom, so
that’ll make him my new Dad!) has the right idea and sneaks some when Mom’s
back is turned, of which I gobble up to keep our little secret and make sure he
doesn’t get in trouble.
The below is certainly not my work. I found it online via Val's Corrals, while looking at trail groups.
You know when you are looking for horses and people use descriptive words to describe what the horse is or does, well, this is a guide to those terms. And yes, they are hilarious and somewhat true. Please take it with a grain of salt!
Event Prospect = Big Fast Horse Dressage Prospect = Big Slow Horse Hack Prospect = Pretty Color Sporting Prospect = Short Fast Horse Camp Prospect = Fast Horse which can turn Endurance Prospect = Fast Horse which will turn sometimes Flashy = White Socks Attractive = Bay 15.2hh = 14.3hhh 16.2hh = 15.3hh To Loving Home = Only Expensive To Show Home = Very Expensive Needs Experienced Rider = Potentially Lethal Elegant = Thin In Good Condition = Foundered Free Moving = Bolts Quiet = Lame in Both Front Legs Dead Quiet = Lame in All Four Legs Good in Traffic (Bombproof) = Lame all Round, Deaf and Blind Loves Children = Kicks and Bites Pony Type = Small and Hairy Arab Type = Looks startled TB Type = Looks Terrified Quarter Horse Type = Fat Warmblood Type = Big and Hairy Draught Type = Big and Exceedingly Hairy Easy to Catch = Very Old Must Sell = Wife has left home and taking kids All Offers Considered = I am in Traction for 6 months Reluctant = Sale Comes with Title Deeds to Brooklyn Bridge
Please feel free to add some more descriptive terminology in the comments, below!!
I am writing this story as a warning to those that want to adopt...proceed with caution.
So, a while ago I fell in love with a horse, who we will call "T". He had a hilarious personality, was fun to ride, and although he needed some TLC and groceries, was an all around great horse. He was, at the time, situated with a renowned rescue group, who we will call "SR". I took my time with him and made sure that I was fully prepared to own a horse and take care of his needs. After a while and numerous visits back to the facility to see him, a decision was made to proceed with the adoption.
Now, I consider myself a well versed equestrian individual who's ever evolving knowledge is based on book knowledge mixed with real world experience. Although I had no idea what was to come, I felt that I was prepared to ride this journey through it's successes and blunders.
I reviewed SR's adoption contract, of which at the top, it stated "Adoption/ Caretaker," which I thought was interesting at the time, but didn't think much more than that. This was my first blunder, which I didn't even realize at the time. When I look back at it now, I want to slap myself upside the head. You see, the contract didn't afford me the right to own the horse that I just paid an adoption fee for. SR still kept all ownership papers and rights to the horse. In a way, I was just leasing him. Sadly, it only snapped into place when I re-reviewed the contract and talked with a friend who went through the same situation. The spokeswoman (who no longer works at the facility), had told me that he would be mine, that it wasn't a lease or just as a caregiver, I was adopting him.
In a way, I can see from their side- that they want to provide a forever home for the horse and they think the only way to do this is to retain ownership and limit anything and everything that you can do with the horse, to include showing, breeding, leasing, racing, etc, etc. Some of those, I can understand...but others are going a bit over the top. They send out vaccination reminders every spring and fall with an ever expanding list of vaccinations for their horse that you have to pay for...including an up to date Coggins for that unlikely time you will take him/her out of state for the show that you will never be in (because they forbid it, lest they take your horse away). They advise that the horse has to maintain a score of 6 at all times no matter what the horse had a score of coming off of the facility (T was a 3 when he came to me and maintained a score of 4/5 per my vet throughout the winters and summers that we spent together). However, if any of these requirements are not met, they can come and get the horse, at your expense. This means that every dime, every hour, every training session, vet visit, grooming and bonding moment you spend with the horse, it still is not yours.
This also means that in the case that you cannot take care of him due to, in my case, a car accident that put me in the hospital and exorbitant medical bills that insurance would only cover a small percentage on, you can bring him back (of course, again at your expense). I was not able to lease him out to a friend at the barn to help with costs, or put him in as a part-time school horse as per SR. They were staunchly un-moving when I asked for some leeway so that I can care for him in the same manner and within the same group that he was used to. They only wanted him back so that they can send him on to the next person.
In the end, after hours of going over the numbers time and time again, and looking for options, I came to the realization that because this horse will never be mine, that SR will never work with me, this can never be. So, I returned him back to the facility as a fully trained, well mannered, happy horse and is now up for "adoption" again.
I have learned a great many things during the time that we shared, and hope to pass some measure of that knowledge on to others. Even though he is no longer in my care, he will always have a spot in my heart.