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Saturday, June 14, 2008

No fence between us.

I asked Brad to tip out Wildairo's icky water and refill it for me. While the gate was open I went in the pen with Wildairo for the first time! I took one crutch for support and had a hand free to pet him. He came right up to me sniffing my hands for treats so I gave him a couple of the little baby carrots he loves. I couldn't believe I was finally with my Mustang without a fence between us! I rubbed his head, scuffed up his forelock, stroked his cheek and neck. He acted like any tame horse and put up with it for awhile before going back to his hay. I limped about the corral for awhile and he came over to me again. When I 'walk ' around the outside of the corral he always follows me, so he's used following me about. Even though I was out of carrots he just wanted to be with me.

It is the greatest feeling in the world to win the trust of a horse that threatened to bite and kick me not too many weeks ago because he didn't trust humans. (I adopted him in Odessa on April 27th 2008). I highly recommend adopting a Mustang. I can't imagine how my life would life would have been without horses in it. Even after 45 years of being a horse lover it hasn't grown old or boring. There's always so much to learn and do with horses. Adopting this darling, feisty Mustang colt is definitely one of the highlights of my life.

When I went to the Odessa BLM Wild Horse Adoption I wasn't very serious about getting a horse. It was only about a 15 min drive from our place so I went out of curiosity. I thought maybe I could get a little donkey (burro) to keep my Morgan, Foxsun, company because his best friend Dandylyons is getting old and we've never had a cow live past 20.

I've never owned a mare and so I went right to the pen of 2 yr old geldings. I took one look at #7944 and it was love at first sight. There was something about his face. I never even bothered to look at the yearling geldings because I had to get this colt. He's not a perfect equine specimen. He's a bit cow hocked, his head could be a tad shorter etc but as they say love is blind. When they loaded him in the trailer to bring him home for us, I was over the moon with happiness. It was like all my girlhood horsey dreams had come true. I kept saying, "Oh he's so beautiful, I can't believe he's mine". This might sound over the top so maybe only a fellow horse lover could understand how I felt.


Jessie said...

I know exactly how you felt and I didn't even get to pick out my mustang, he was picked for me! The day we picked him up, as I looked at him in the trailer I thought, "how will I ever let this horse go? I am already in love".

Sounds like Wildairo is coming along great. I'm enjoying your blog very much.

Linda said...

That's wonderful!! I can't believe he was so good when you came in the pen. He does LOVE you.

Andrea -Mustang Saga said...

What a great feeling it must have been to be in there with him!

I so clearly remember that feeling from the adoption. Floating on air, grinning from ear to ear. There's nothing quite like it!