I remember dreaming about the day I would finally have a horse to call my own.
About all the fun adventures we would have, and all the memories we would make.
And this is what 4 years of adventures and memories looks like:
|One of the first conformation photos I ever took of her, 2013.|
|One of many bridleless rides, 2013.|
|A week after I brought her home, 2013.|
|Our first undersaddle ride, 2013.|
|Trail riding, 2013.|
|Third or fourth ride on her, 2013.|
|Not even four months later from the above photo, 2013.|
|When we only ground-drove because she was a fucking|
physco to trail ride, 2013.
|Being cute, 2013.|
|Meeting Tally, 2014.|
|Pony rides for the nephew, 2014.|
|Bath and clip, 2014.|
|Playing at the kids park, 2014.|
|Conformation shot, 2015.|
|At the new barn, 2015.|
|Blowing raspberries, 2015.|
|Reining clinic, 2015.|
|Hunter classes, 2015.|
|Vet visit, 2016|
|Sleeping with Nifty, 2016.|
|Mash face, 2016.|
|Her favorite rider, 2016.|
|Suzie's BFF #1 and BFF #2 (creeper), 2017.|
Four years doesn't seem like that long, but it truly seems like I have owned Suzie a lifetime. She is a mirror of my fiesty-self, and a testament to the old adage "Hell hath no fury like a chestnut mare".
I learned (and continue to learn) so much in the years I have owned Suzie - and I have made many mistakes along the way. She has been both patient and kind with my shortcomings and I can only hope I have made her proud.
When I had brought her home four years ago, I knew she had had a life of short-term homes and not so patient owners. Never abused, but certainly shifted around more times than her AQHA history admits.
I made her two promises on the long 16 hour haul home:
1. She would never have to fear being rehomed ever again.
2. I would love her endlessly... forever.
Happy 4 Year Anniversary, Suzanne.