I had plans to write this blog recounting the time this week when Cinco decided that the water I was offering him after his run was in fact a deadly poison.
Instead, I want to write about riding the horse you’re on.
The mental anguish I felt was intense. I’ve done everything correctly. I’m on a deadline. I can’t have a setback like this! I imagine you’ve had times in your life you’ve felt this way, too.
I’d been flirting with the idea for several months, but with relatively no thought of actually following through with purchasing a new horse. Fast-forward seven months and here I am with a beautiful palomino filly. The only problem is, well she’s 2 and let’s be honest I have no business with a 2-year-old.