This all started with a news story. I became so emotionally involved. It is all I thought about. I religiously checking out pictures and updates. I was so excited with those first pictures that came out, checking each one over and over again. Falling in love with individuals. The first one that I fell in love with was a little gray one laying down (in its picture) with a symbolic (to me) tangle in its hair. We waited anxiously for news about availibitly and when they can be adopted. Then it happend. Applications were made available. I could have peed my pants. Then a picture came out of a certain boy with the longest and most beautiful forelock I have ever seen. And that was it. Love at first site.
We called down and asked specifically if he was going to be gelded could we be considered for his adoption. We waited anxiously. And low and behold out of the blue the call came. We thought we were approved for a different one. And we were happy just to take one.
I got up at 5:11 in the morning Monday morning. I was to excited too sleep as I was going to go down and pick up my boy. I had slept five hours that night and didn't see the need to stay a sleep any longer. The trip was uneventful (it seemed to take forever). But we finally arrived.
We backed the trailor up to the barn and I met Susan and Donna. They told me that he was in the first stall. I walk over there, expecting this different boy and to my amazment it was Salty! I was so surprised and excited that it was hard to say anything. I went into his stall and pat him for a little while until the paper was done.
Once it was done I was allowed to put my halter on him and lead him out. He was a perfect gentleman. He loaded like a dream (stupid laws wouldn't let me ride in the trailor, not fair at all). He had a good ride home, all three hours of it. But we got home.
He heat was oppressive but he handled it like a trooper. When in the corral he started to run around flicking his tail. Then he settled down and started to eat. That is when the others started to call him (he is still a bit studdy). He ignored them for a while but then he started to call them back (boy he is loud, haha). We let him settle in for the night. He got a wiff of our mare who suddenly went into heat. Any hopes of settling in for the night was over (did I mention he is still a bit studdy?). He called and called all night. We felt bad for him. But it will be over soon, and he will be with the herd.
When we go out side now he will call to us. He loves to get brushed, especually on the neck. He is very food modivated. He is very hungry, but he is not subtle about showing his itchy spots or having me scratch them.
The decision about gelding him must have been very hard. We are a firm no breeding family and he will have a happy life being apart of a herd (family).
We called down and asked specifically if he was going to be gelded could we be considered for his adoption. We waited anxiously. And low and behold out of the blue the call came. We thought we were approved for a different one. And we were happy just to take one.
I got up at 5:11 in the morning Monday morning. I was to excited too sleep as I was going to go down and pick up my boy. I had slept five hours that night and didn't see the need to stay a sleep any longer. The trip was uneventful (it seemed to take forever). But we finally arrived.
We backed the trailor up to the barn and I met Susan and Donna. They told me that he was in the first stall. I walk over there, expecting this different boy and to my amazment it was Salty! I was so surprised and excited that it was hard to say anything. I went into his stall and pat him for a little while until the paper was done.
Once it was done I was allowed to put my halter on him and lead him out. He was a perfect gentleman. He loaded like a dream (stupid laws wouldn't let me ride in the trailor, not fair at all). He had a good ride home, all three hours of it. But we got home.
He heat was oppressive but he handled it like a trooper. When in the corral he started to run around flicking his tail. Then he settled down and started to eat. That is when the others started to call him (he is still a bit studdy). He ignored them for a while but then he started to call them back (boy he is loud, haha). We let him settle in for the night. He got a wiff of our mare who suddenly went into heat. Any hopes of settling in for the night was over (did I mention he is still a bit studdy?). He called and called all night. We felt bad for him. But it will be over soon, and he will be with the herd.
When we go out side now he will call to us. He loves to get brushed, especually on the neck. He is very food modivated. He is very hungry, but he is not subtle about showing his itchy spots or having me scratch them.
The decision about gelding him must have been very hard. We are a firm no breeding family and he will have a happy life being apart of a herd (family).
3 comments:
I'm so excited for you Brenna! Blog some more, I'd love to here about him and when you ride him, if he's calmed down around mares and all that jazz. xD
What great story...so glad to see he went to a great home !!!!
Thanks guys!!
Yes, and he loves it here!! He nickers and everything to us now and he is getting better and better everyday!
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