As we have become better known at the stables, we have been allowed to do more with Hayley's lovely horses before our lesson. I find brushing extremely therapeutic I run the brushes over Oscar's neck and legs before I take his rug off. I love talking to him watching his reactions and feeling a connection. He is warm and his breath smells great its not everyone's idea of a pleasant aroma, but I love it. Don't ask me if it s the actual smell or the memories it evokes, the lifelong love affair with the horse. That oaty, sweaty smell oh I love it and that warm air that passes over your hand and the flick of the ears,yes Oscar I know you're listening to me. A snort and a shuffle of the feet ,yet when I ask him to stand he stands still like a statue ,lifting each foot in turn as I pick out his hooves. If he didn't want to co-operate their would be no way I could make him. The trust and co-operation feels so genuine and honest.
|Arrive early and groom the lovely Oscar and get him ready for our ride|
|Dorothy ready to get sky's tack on|
|Chrissie with Latina after our ride free of her bridle waiting for some hay(Latina not Chrissie ha)|
We are starting to feel like part of the furniture at the stables and glad Hayley now trusts us to be more involved with the horses. I have mentioned before my dream wold be to win the lottery so I could afford my own horse but also afford the help, as I am not so sure I know enough to really take care of a horse well enough on my own.
I don't want to diminish the other vital parts of my life , like being a wife and mother , sister and friend but laying underneath that on a par with my dogs I love horses and they complete me. Now watch my "horsey " friends "working" at the stables, we don't exactly break into a sweat! Ha! Love