Equine Therapy

I fell in love with this face 26 years ago. She was a day old, and much lighter. (Palomino's are often born quite light and darken into their golden color.) When she has a bath, her mane is bright snow white.

She's been with me through thick and thin, and I miss having her in my back yard. She has the most delightful neigh when she sees me, and loves to give me kisses. She's my first baby, and I adore her.

My white Arab is also a doll. I've had her for over 10 years and although I bought her so I could go riding with friends (and not ride double). She has become my horse's horse. They are the same age, they are BFFs (best friend's forever).

I had hoped my children would be able to enjoy them as well, but after over 10 years of trying (with the help of some major medical intervention), it's time to accept reality, my horses will not meet my children. (Nor will I.)

Unfortunately, the place they are at keeps reducing their pen size (without telling me), and it looks like I'm going to have to find another place to board them. (Both of my mares are now getting stiff, and walking helps keep their joints lubricated.) Hopefully I can find one that has some flat trails and pastures so we can continue to go riding.

Grooming them is so therapeutic. It's like a drug, (Plus their flower shed brush is so cute!)
I love the smell of the hay and even the dusty hair! When I'm going through IVF cycles I can't ride horses due to the "strenuous/dangerous" component. But now that I'm no longer going through IVF I can ride again! :-) It's the one upside of no more treatments, and I hope to take full advantage of my new found freedom.

If only I could keep them in my back yard, I would be out riding them right now. :-)