(Also, hey, I'm still here! lol)
This was one of the first years I started hanging out at the barn where I now board. I don't have a lot of photos from this year, but I do have one that I think is worth sharing.
|Back side - I have photos of both sides too.|
She landed ok at first, but quickly ended up flat on her back, plowing a few feet of arena, and was unconscious for probably a minute and a half. No lasting damage, aside from needing to replace what started the day as a brand new helmet.
Every time, y'all. Every time.
...was apparently a really boring year. lol More riding at the barn I would eventually board at, on whatever was trained for saddle and seemed safe, including a couple of times on this kind of daft little guy - one of only two horses that has ever licked me. (So, so weird.)
|This is his "you are not my mom" face.|
This was the year I met the other now-BO, as well as one of the crazy women who later went on to cause so much drama (and still are, omg), and I took photos while the others rode.
|BO2's mare at the time; the mare has since passed away.|
The year I first started messing with Cessa, although I only have a few photos. She'd been (temporarily) owned by a lady before this, one who just was not equipped to deal with her - much as I love her, Cess is just enough of a bitch that if you are spineless about enforcing discipline, she will take advantage of that - so even though I thought she was beautiful, I'd been hesitant to mess with her. Her ownership transferred to BO1, and she assured me I could play with her all I wanted... so I did.
|Mostly we played pretty princess, let's be honest here.|
It was a bumper crop of babies at the barn - as I recall, five that year? I think this was also the last year the herd was as big as it was when I first started riding up there. 2015 would bring herd downsizing, particularly as we were in a lengthy drought.
|A fraction of the herd - the white face in the middle is Boss Mare, with her son that's now a stud to the left of her and Cessa behind him.|
I'm not saying I had a problem, but I did buy a cheap halter and lead rope for a horse I didn't even own. lol
|Also, lesson learned: $2 nylon halters are not worth it...|
|Aww. So narrow. So cute.|
My first year as a horse owner! Full of things that are really only exciting the first time you have sole responsibility of a horse, like "I have to buy a bag of grain!" and "I have to buy a blanket!" lol I... I may have been enthusiastic.
|One of my favorites of him|
The year of the ridiculous selfies!
|Yes, that's the spot where it itches...|
|Still makes me laugh. What are you even doing, little dude?|
2018 started off really rough, and never really recovered from there - by the end of the year, I'd had to put down a horse and a cat, and I lost a grandmother in between.
The horse? Justice.
|During his last month.|
The vet examined him for the gelding appointment in January and let us know that it would be best to put him down - and after watching him in the stall, where it was clear he had been relying on his sisters all this time and that he really couldn't see anything and it was freaking him out, I made the decision to do so that day.
On a happier note, my 12 year old broodmare finally got started under saddle.
|And she was so thrilled about it, too.|
Which brings us to this year. We got in some rides, but mostly it's been a quiet year.
|OK, so maybe I took a selfie as proof I rode my horse. Maybe.|
I'm looking forward to the new year - new opportunities to ride (and lord knows she and I both need the exercise, lol)... and possibly a new face, depending on what happens this spring...