Today I ran across an old friend.
Her name is Dreamer and she was my first horse. She came from a home that didn’t have the means to feed her. My parents sneakily acquired her for free as a gift for me.
She was two years old at the time, unbroke and a little wild. We grew together. She taught me the very first things I ever learned about horse care. I spent hours grooming and talking to her.
I’m now faced with the dilemma of whether or not I want to try and get her back. I have just under six months till I have to go off to work and I already have two other horses whom I must find proper care for when I do.
My heart is pulling me to try and get her back. She has just been a broodmare all these years and her current owner promised me that if he ever decided to sell her he’d contact me first.
It would give me so much joy to see her running through the pasture again.
Maybe.