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Hey all, I’ve missed you! Sorry for not being around for your triumphs or heartbreaks. I’ve had a lot on my plate and on my mind. I know you all would understand the stuff I’ve been through, especially the horse stuff.

Daisy’s story (horse)
I lost my girl Daisy, my baby Day. This girl helped my through some much stuff, listed to me bawl like a baby, scream vent and the work. Like I’m surprised she didn’t learn to speak 2 legged language to tell me to shut up a few times lol. I know I should have expected it. I knew her and I knew she was ready but being the cranky firey red mare she was, she wouldn’t do it around me. Doesn’t make it any easier. I bought her when she was 15 mos old and I had just turned 18. No one wanted her cause she was undersized and highly aggressive especially towards men (facts came out later she’d been abused and so horribly mishandled by men that she hated everyone). I bought her anyway. Even with all the crickets chirping “she’s worthless, she’s gonna k*ll, she dangerous put her down, etc etc”. I paid $1K for her. I spent months and months working with her. Probably a good 6 mos or so before I could walk in her stall without her trying to kick my head off. It paid off. This girl flourished. She went from an 11hh 15 month old to a 15.1hh 1300 lb brick house (lots of old school AQHA cow horse bloodlines and she was a Sonny Dee Bar granddaughter). By the time she was 4, there wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do if I asked her to. Be a western pleasure show horse, she wasn’t a fan of it but behaved and did it, chase cans or cow? Oh she fell in love with it. To the point she was winning a lot of high point trophies and I was turning down multiple offers of $15-25K for the worthless mare. The crickets shut up now. Especially when she beat the pants off 2 of the top up and coming 3yr old colts when she was only 2 with maybe 60 days under saddle. Yeah, my girl made quite a racket. I loved it. Everyone doubted us but we made it. Every day we made it. She was always my choice and I’d always choose her again. Even when I was getting divorced with a newborn she was my velvet rock, my solid steady presence. I know I should be grateful she made it to 25 and believe me I AM. 24 yrs we were together. I’ve spent more of my life WITH her than without her. It’s weird and it hurts and half the time I still catch myself speaking her name first when I walk in the barn or call the horses in from pasture (Daisy was lead boss mare so I would whistle and yell her name and the herd would come running). It’s weird for all of us, including my other 2 old mares (31 & 24 ).

Sorry for the long rant. This has actually been very therapeutic. Thanks guys for reading my rant.