Yepp, I know what you're thinking. This woman right here needs another horse like a hole in her head.
How can she afford it? How can she have time for it? What about her other horses? Why does she need so many? She already has horses to ride, why does she need more? How will she have time to ride and show them all? And on and on and on.
These are the things said to me, to my face, and behind my back. But you know what's great about being an adult? I can make decisions for myself, with ALL the knowledge required, to make a good decision. It kind of makes me laugh when I hear these things, because in my life I have made some really poor choices, but not lately. Not in the last 6 or 7 years. I'm an adult now, I think things through. I know what I want in life, have a plan, and am sticking to it. If I do make a stupid decision, guess whose shoulder it falls on? Mine. I am the one that has to deal with the poor choices I make in life. I am the one who knows the whole story, and if you want to know, just ask. No need to go around making assumptions about my life, what I can or can't afford, what I do or don't have time for, and what I may or may not need.
I'm sure you can see, I am ranting. Mostly because people seem extra judgy these days. Maybe it's the winter that will never end. Maybe it's something else...all that really matters in this story - is Indy.
Guys, this is Indy. He's my new horse. He's 9 years old this April, he is 16.2, and he is a built like a Sherman Tank. He could be Pennys twin. Indy is a Thoroughbred, retired racehorse type. He raced his last race November 30th 2014 where he finished 3rd. His racing career spans 6 years and 70 starts, winning a quarter of a Million dollars. Indy retired sound, and was never lame once, in his entire career. Indy was treated like a King, but when his racing days were over...there wasn't really a place for him to go.
Indy's groom contacted me in December to see if I would take him. She was the one who I got Parker from. She knew I would offer a forever home full of pampering, but I just didn't feel I had the room with the rough winter we were having. A friend of mine had plans to go and see him, but his owner/groom changed her mind last minute, and decided she was going to try her best and keep him. Although she had the best intentions, she just couldn't afford the cost of a horse, and she listed him for sale a few weeks ago. I messaged her and let her know if she couldn't find him a suitable home, I would be happy to have him here. I could make it work. I know how special this guy is to her, and he is truly a war horse. I couldn't really bear the thought of him going just anywhere. My first event horse raced till he was 9, stayed sound, and was the most amazing event horse ever. I felt a connection.
|not downhill...just my wash area is on a slope|
|here he is where I picked him up|
|such a hunkster at the track!|
She messaged me back right away and said I could have him. She didn't want the money from a sale, she just wanted a good home. He needed to move pretty quick, so on Sunday, Jessica and I road tripped it up to the big city to pick him up. As promised, he was stunning. He was a pure gentleman to get on the trailer and take home. I don't think he moved the entire trip. He is extremely quiet and well mannered. He is so polite and such a big suck, I'm afraid I've fallen in love with him already. We have some work to do with his feet before I can try him out under saddle. He can enjoy a nice holiday and get accustomed to his new life. After racing around 11 races a year since he was two, I think he's earned it.
So that's the story of how I became the owner of another beautiful OTTB. Hate it or love it, it's their world, I just clean the stalls.