I believe that horses, unlike a cat, or sometimes even a dog, must have a purpose. For me, spending a large chunk of my paycheck on the board, care, and training of a horse, means that they must have some sort of purpose for me. I can’t afford a pasture ornament. Which is why, when Georgie injured her suspensory ligament, I gave up my lease on her. It was heartbreaking, but I couldn’t afford to pay for her, as well as another horse.
I got really lucky in that her owner took on the costs of Georgie’s care and board, but asked if I could still care for her. Ride her and keep an eye on her, see how she was healing. This has worked out really well for all of us, especially since we moved Georgie back to my barn. I can ride and care for her as well as ride Macy, and I can give her owner frequent reports on her progress.
This past Friday we had another 6 month recheck on Georgie’s soundness. To me, she feels good. I sometimes feel an off step, but she seems much more willing to work and looks and feels quite sound.
The veterinarian confirmed that Georgie is, in fact, doing much better. She approved her for harder dressage work, as well as some light jumping. We’ll see how she handles that work load and as we get her more fit, how she does.
I was obviously thrilled with this information and began formulating plans for our future. But then I remembered, she’s no longer my horse. Her owner has no obligation to let me take Georgie to an event and go Intro or Beginner Novice. I can make plans on this horse this coming year as much as I coud last year. They’re completely uncertain.
As I drove home from the vet appointment I was struck with what Georgie’s purpose is. It’s not to jump jumps or do upper level dressage movements.
Georgie’s purpose is to remind me how fun riding horses is.
Macy has been a bit, um, high, lately, probably since we’re restricted to indoor work, and riding her has been more of a challenge. This is fine, in that I know to expect that when I ride Macy, I need to work hard and be patient and not plan on enjoying the ride.
When June comes back and we get to work, I am going to be challenged left and right with her. She’s not going to be easy and that’s ok. She’s a baby horse and we need to figure things out together.
But Georgie is my rock. She’s the mare I can hop on and just enjoy it. And sometimes, that’s exactly what I need. I stopped by the barn to ride and it was chaos. A jump lesson was going on, horses were tied up all over the arena and it was just a frenetic environment. I knew Macy was a no go unless I wanted to struggle with her the entire time, so I pulled out Georgie. She got to work and didn’t put a foot out of place. All my stress and worries from the day disappeared.
This is why I ride.
Thanks Georgie, for giving that to me.