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22 June 2006 @ 04:12 pm
Okay, so. I've been a little busy lately, hence the lack of writing and updating and responding. Shame on me, but really, I wouldn't change any of it because wholy frak, possible horse to ride for me!!!

The mother of a girl I coach approached me last week. Told me her friend at work has a beautiful horse that nobody has any time for. At that point, all I knew was he's an American Paint named Ranger. Oh, and he's eight years old. I wasn't very interested at the time, what with the lack of money and all. But then I started thinking about it. I'm never happier than when I ride regularly, and I never feel better phyically. Both really good reasons to pursue this. Despite all the possible pitfalls.

So I get this woman Amanda's phone number and give her a call. She's thrilled to hear from me, goes on and on about what a nice horse Ranger is and how awful she feels about never having time for him. She admits that she hasn't done anything with him for four weeks. Can you believe it? Four weeks. But I'm over that now. She told me he's trained western and english, has been going western for the past number of years. Says he's a very sweet horse, very safe and very healthy and very (insert possible multiple adjectives here). Right. Not gonna say outright that I don't believe her, but I've heard many owners talk wonderful about horses no sane person would touch with a ten foot pole.

Anyways, she says she's not looking for any money off him, she just wants someone to ride him. She understands his feed and farrier and vet bills are her responsibility. So at this point, despite the various warnings going off in my head, I'm almost pissing myself with excitement. I mean, if he's only eight, even if he's a handful, there still exists the chance that he can be helped. Not that I'm the prime person for the job, but I did have a pretty big hand in training Zippy, and he turned out pretty damned good, if I do say so myself. Besides, I do have a host of people only a phone call away that I'm sure would answer one or two or a million questions.

But none of that is important right now. She invited me out to meet him this coming Sunday, to ride him and see if maybe we'll click. If so, she says, she just wants to draw up a contract absolving her of responsibility if I fall off. No problem. I've signed a million of those before.

I really have no idea what all this means. I want more than anything to be excited, but I just don't know. I didn't even think to ask how tall he is. How frigging stupid is that? Pretty frigging stupid. But now I've got all these visions of the two of us hitting it off, and the owner telling me I could have him, no charge. Haha. Naive, isn't it? I guess everything depends on how it goes on Sunday.

*drums fingers*

Is it Sunday yet?
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(Anonymous) on June 26th, 2006 12:02 am (UTC)
Hi! Any chance you'll be updating 'Unforgiven' anytime soon?

Thank you.