When I started this blog I was newly widowed, had just purchased my first home and totally did not know what to do with life.
Fast forward 5 years. I still have just one kid. He is amazing. Most days my heart breaks over how much I love him and how much I can't shield him from the world. I hate that. That's life.
I finally have a dog pack, Rupert, Gilbert and Oscar. Lock, stock and three dog dishes, they weigh 41 pounds total. Somehow, I thought my dog pack would weigh more. They are terribly efficient at alerting me to squirrels breaking wind in the backyard.
I have two horses. Yeah, two. I adopted a four year old, unbroken Clydesdale/Thoroughbred nurse mare foal about a year ago. Hugo is...well, Hugo. He's a hit everywhere he goes. Kids LOVE him. Women think he is the bee's knees. Men find him a kindred spirit. In the last year, I've been bitten (totally my fault), stepped on, pushed over, fell face down into the muck pile....you get the picture, I'll let you in on a secret, despite all that, he makes me insanely happy. I adore the big lug. I needed an hobby and I got one. One year later, I'm getting back from the trainer this weekend. Now I have to learn to ride all over again.
Jimmy is the other horse..er..well, pony but only just. Parentage is uncertain, could be POA, could be AQH. He is 13.2hh, bay with a blaze, white rump spots and two white corona bands. Technically, this is Jeff's horse. Guess who feeds him? The little bastard (Jimmy, not Jeff) has been ours for approximately 4 months now.
Sigh.
Did I say the equines make me insanely happy? Yeah, emphasis on the insane part. All my animals make me happy. I like them more than I like most humans. Jeff is my crowning glory. He is such a great kid. I lucked out.
This last year has me in better physical shape than I've been in since I left New Orleans. I'll let you know how the riding goes.
