This blog is for horse owners, and those who want to become one. There are 1000 good reasons to buy a horse, but it must never be forgotten: Firstly, it is different and secondly, as you think.
So I was in seventh heaven: Finally I had a horse again, if only as a riding partnership. The mare was young and inexperienced, but heartfelt: Within a short time I was greeted with joy when I came to the stable - who does not care about the heart? Of course, with all the joy, there was always an ulterior motive: what if it was sold? I did not want to and could not imagine, so I began quietly calculating ... Maybe it would finally be possible for me to buy my own horse, my own little chestnut mare?
While I was still torn, after all, owning a horse is not only financially a big responsibility, my fox developed better and better. After half a year, we were finally able to gallop in a civilized manner (before that it was more like a storm), she was guided with fine help and we started with the first side corridors, came suddenly from our riding teacher the statement: "Pity that you do not open to a tournament. "I looked at her with wide eyes:" Why not? ", I wanted to know. "Well that's supportive!", Countered the riding teacher. "Did not you know that ?!" No, I did not know that! Surely I had wondered how it happened that the delicate mare's belly had grown a bit rounder than before, but had pushed it onto good winter hay.
It was not like that: My sweetie was expecting a foal - in four months! I did not know if I should be happy or annoyed: it was clear that soon a foal would enrich our lives, nice, but on the other hand it meant that my plans for buying were put on hold for the time being, what should I do to start with a mare who had a foal on foot ?!
But it did not help: We had to live with it and soon was from the so well advanced training training only light pregnancy gymnastics, finally, my rod soon balled more than that she ran. Sure, that I wanted to be there on the big day, I was in the stable every day, watching the udder and my fox exactly and could hardly wait until the new earthlings finally saw the light of day. When she had resin drops for a few days, I decided to spend several hours in the stable every evening. "I think it's time today," the stable owner announced one evening as I turned the corner. So I made myself comfortable next to the box, shrouded in temperatures beyond the 0 degree mark, and waited and waited ...
My mare did not look like she was going to be there soon, she was the calm one herself, nibbling happily on her hay and eventually laying down - then falling asleep. Until the next morning nothing happened, I had to go to work and thought, well, then it will happen just the next night ... When I came back in the afternoon to see her, it was there, this little one , delicate fox-colored something, still totally exhausted and sleeping peacefully.
The little chestnut mare had seen the light of day exactly half an hour after I left the stable - of course, how could it have been otherwise. But it did not matter, I was ecstatic by the little beauty, who came to me curious on wobbly legs met.
It can happen so fast, because one dreams of a chestnut mare and suddenly two creeps secretly sneaked into my heart.
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