Then I rode him...
|He kind of looks like Finn?? Maybe I have a thing for dark bays with little stars!|
Mid February I went to meet Finn, who was living about an hour south of me at an awesome eventing barn in a foster home. He was the only horse there that looked totally non-eventer. He was skinny, furry, and filthy, standing dejectedly in his small paddock. The awesome girl from the MSPCA who came to meet me pulled him from the paddock and I got to know him, brush him, tack him up, and watch her lunge and ride him first.
When I tried Finn I thought he was perfect. At the time I thought I knew a lot about horses. I had lessoned for most of my life and gone to horse camp. I soon learned that NOTHING can prepare you for horse ownership like horse ownership can. I have learned more about nutrition, spotting and treating injuries, hoof care, reading x-rays, bandaging, dental care, finding the right vet, farrier, massage therapist, barn, chiro, etc. then I ever could. And I wouldn't have it any other way. Finn arrived at the barn I was boarding him at the time the day before my 27th birthday and I don't think I will ever get a better gift in my life.
|The day he arrived|
|Video still from the other day, he's such a beefcake|