Kisses and Well Wishes

I was surprised how calm and cool I was when I caught O and brought her in to her new owner.  I snapped a last minute selfie, and random picture of her waiting for me in the field.  She even walked up to me while I was trying to snap the picture.

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It’s really early Mom!

Then slipped her halter on and marched her in.

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Getting sad selfie.

In the driveway, I forced one more picture on the poor horse, and then realized I was a bit panicky.  I grabbed her nose, and brought her face up to mine.  Told her that I loved her, and that these new people would be wonderful and love her like I did.  Gave that diamond on her nose lots of kisses, and handed her over.

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Wishing her all the best.

She was perky and snorty at the new trailer, but walked up the ramp and straight into her place. I walked into the barn office and watched the trailer pulled out.  And it started to hurt.  A few tears escaped, I admit, but mostly just tears of knowing how much things were going to be different, and that I’d miss her.

I went home, curled up on the couch with baby girl, and just kind of stared at junk TV all day.  I know I made the right call, and that she will be so, so happy in her new home.  That does not make it suck any less.  My trainer already has me figuring out how to get back into the program next week, and I plan on going out to hang with barn friends very soon.  Cure for horse heart ache?  More horse activities.

And tequila.  That helps too.


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