I hope wherever you are you're having a lovely day.
I thought I'd introduce you to my horses - none are with me physically, but they all have a big space in my heart.
When I was a kid, I was horse-mad, but I lived in the city and couldn't have a horse. I promised that one day I'd leave home and live in the country and own a horse.At 23, I did that.
Pippa was my first horse and I loved her dearly. She was given to me at Pony Club by a family who she wasn't suited to. I had her for a couple of years and I learned to ride on her (well, no, I learned to ride on a friend's pony first, then progressed to Pip who was a little flighty!).
Pippa had cancer and died, which left me traumatised and horse-free for a couple of years... but I succumbed!
I decided I was cursed and there'd be no more horses. About 10 years later, my husband bought me Laurie.
Laurie was an ex-racehorse, not long off the track. Oh boy. I may have killed two horses...but I was sure Laurie would kill me. It wasn't that he was crazy...it was just that I was out of practice and a racehorse relies on confidence. I didn't have it. But I had him at home for a few months and as you can see in the photo down the bottom, he enjoyed being with my dogs! And then we were moving...
And now, about eight years later, my Dad and I own half a tail of a racehorse. She's no Black Caviar (yet) but a country racehorse. We went to see her at her first run and this is she, Sue. Pretty, isn't she? I'm hoping that she'll be a lot of fun.
It's a bit of a dream come true...not only to own horses, but now a share in a racehorse.
Are you horsey?
|Family Dinner with Laurie