Stick With Me

“My “velcro” horse abandoned me in the woods and I need to vent.

After it rained for almost a month straight, it finally was sunny enough to go for a ride.

All went pretty well, but he was pretty unruly since he stayed bored in his field for a month and is still pretty green.

 But then, we encountered THE MUD. Like hock deep, shoe sucking mud. He started to panic a bit so i got off to lead him, but near the middle of the puddle it became a bit dangerous for me to hold him, because he was trying to jump, to get on top of me (no baby, if i sink less it’s not because my path is better is because i weight 10% of you).

So I let him go, thinking he would do better choosing his own path. Did it multiple times before, we are good right?

Silly me thought about how he is a velcro horse and every time I let him free before he stuck to my side, but not about how he was unruly from the start of our trail, and how he was starting to panic.

Wrong. He paddled his way out of the mud and took off, straight home without looking back. I called him (his recall is almost as good as my dog’s), nothing. So I walked the 8km home, worrying about him the whole time, and arrived home to this asshole screaming at me because the gate was closed and he couldn’t get in.

I feel angry at myself for not thinking more about the situation before letting him free, at him for leaving me stranded, at the mud for existing, and my legs hurt. 

Horses, right?”