I’ll have a full story tomorrow, but wanted to give you some pics from yesterday. We looked at a couple of horses, but it was the 10-year-old gelding, Patriot, who drew us.
This horse was so calm, so gentle, that even I got on him. And I don’t know how to ride a horse. This is me saying, “Whatever you do, DON’T LET GO.”
Then the guy led me around and I felt like I was five, being taken on a pony ride at a birthday party.
Morgan does it much better than me, of course.
We didn’t take him home, by the way.
For several reasons, including that there is an adoption process, which means you can’t just show up and take a horse home. Not to mention, I will not bring a horse here until I have prepared to have a horse here, which includes the fencing repairs in the horse pasture along the road. That said, we really loved this boy and would like to take him home at the appropriate time, so we’ll see. I’ll tell you more about his story and how he came to be a rescue horse tomorrow.
Morgan on the horse, of course, and to the left, two of the rescue group members, and to the right, me and Morgan’s friend who came with us:
A horse is like nothing else…….
P.S. Some of the photos in this post were taken by my photographer friend Jerry. I’m going to be doing a piece on rescue horses for the Charleston Daily Mail, so I asked him to come along to take pictures.