Confessions of a city-limits-confined-Equestrienne

Confession #1 

I never get to see my horse as often as I like. It is a 40 minute drive to see him (without traffic). There are weekends I can’t make it up there. It’s expensive to board him at a stable that might be closer. Excuses, excuses.

Confession #2

I know he needs a loving, human companion who can dedicate more time, but I’m selfish and don’t want to give him up.

Confession #3 

I know that I can’t take advantage of my parent’s care forever. They’re wonderful to keep him and tend to him since I can’t.

Confession #4

I feel if I sell him or lease him out, I’ll lose the “horse” part of my identity entirely.

Confession #5 

I love bringing friends and family out to see him. I love showing him off. I love looking forward to seeing him each weekend.

Confession #6 

I know something has to give.

Confession #7 

Cleaning out his stall is usually the highlight of my week. Even if my back aches afterward.

Confession #8 

What horse will I take thousands of pictures of if he’s no longer around? Unthinkable!

Confession #9

He’s lacked the training, experience and benefits of a “real” horse owner. And he’s not getting any younger.

Confession #10 

I have no idea what to do. Except sneak away this weekend and escape to the barn.

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  • Melissa

    I feel the same way. Honestly, even with my horse a mile away down here, I’m lucky to spend actual time with her once or twice a week. I often feel guilty, especially since she’s going home to go back in the pasture while I go on my next adventure, but I just can’t give her up.

  • I’m glad I’m not the only one who can’t let go. 😉 It helps to know that the horses are always content to be “pasture ornaments” and my horse has plenty of neighbor horse companions.

  • I had this same situation when I boarded mine, especially after I got married. It’s a guilty feeling.