Almost three months since I lost Ace and I have come a long way.
I have been through some immense low points. At first I couldnt even look at his stall or be in the barn unless I had a cat to hide behind. Luckily for me the barn cats there want to be picked up and snuggled with so hiding behind a cat was not hard to do.
Friday nights were awful as I sobbed at home after work.
I cleaned his tack outside one day and sobbed the entire way through it. Birds flew by in a massive flock in the big blue sky and I just watched them. Fall came fast once Ace left.
His ashes came home and I took half to a favourite spot on a favourite trail ride at CBS and laid them there. The other half went to his first home with Jen to be laid under his apple tree and I have some in a necklace that I never take off.
And then one day I decided that I couldnt continue being horse less and after a message and a call we were on our way to Quizpamsis NB in the first pickup truck I have ever driven towing the first trailer in something like 15 years. 4 hours of highway driving with a decent playlist and two good friends and my oldest, Chloe.
We met D'Lucky Cat or Ducky that night at Dans place and I fell a tiny bit in love.
The next day I rode him and fell a tiny bit more and home he came on trial.
Hes with me now on a 6 month lease and every day we get to know each other a little more. Hes a 10 year old Thoroughbred chestnut gelding who once won a race and can canter more slowly than a horse I have ever ridden.
Hes got a floating trot and a great response to aids and I am trying ever so hard to just enjoy him with out feeling a pang of pain and a touch of guilt.
Who knows where this may go for us....
