Let Me Tell Ya About My Horse

Hi, if you're here to learn something about horse ownership, you're in the wrong place. This is where one learns what not to do.

Going on three years ago, I bought a horse. To be precise, a monstrous 17 hand beast with a mind of her own. That's right, she's female, a mare, that makes it doubly worse. There is nothing so similar to the mentality of the human female, than a female horse, and the real problem is, when she's in a pissy mood, she really can kick the crappola out of you.

Tamara (that's her name) is gray. There's a difference between gray and white you know. A gray horse has black skin underneath it's white hair. A white horse and pink skin. Don't believe me, I'm as dependable as Wikapedea.

Tamara is Hungarian stock with no papers, and don't ask me why the original owner chose to name her "Tamara", "Lucy" actually fits her better. When I bought her she was 17 year old, not necessarily ancient for a horse but not a young Philly either.

Tamara's one of these animals that can be deceptive to the eyes. By that I mean, some days she looks like a tired old granny. Her conformation sucks and her oversized Tyrannosaurus Rex head becomes very pronounced. On other days, I feel like I'm looking at a totally different horse; a descendant of Lipizzaner stock. She stands erect and alert, beautiful confirmation, flowing white main and tail shimmering in the sunlight. Those at the days I should sell her.

It's a joke. I wouldn't sell Tamara. We've been through too much in the past 3 years, including over 2,500 Euros worth of vet bills in the past year. I love my horse. I feel really weird as a guy saying that. "Tamara, I wish I knew how do quit you!"

So anyway, I have just gone through one of the most trying times for any horse owner. Through patience, frustration, and a ton of money, my horse has come back from the brink of death, and yesterday, I rode her for the first time in 7 long months. It was only a ten minute ride to see how she would hold up, but it was a start.

I'm starting this blog, in her honor. She's deserves a little recognition for having carried my fat ass all over creation for so long. If you are a horse owner, you will probably cringe at some of the stuff I write. Horse people invariably think they know more , than other horse people. I'm sure that as this blog continues someone will post well meaning advice like, "Do the horse a favor and put yourself down."