It had probably been 20 years since I rode a horse before last weekend.
Credit and Blue
I grew up around horses but didn't ever really get to know any of them.
I had some bad experiences when I was younger that made me not trust them.
These horses don't know me well either, I usually only say hi to them once when I'm around.
I have read and heard that horses are really sensitive to human emotion.
Before I rode Credit I wanted to hang out with him for a little bit because I didn't want him to be scared or anxious about me riding. While I was brushing him, at one point he nuzzled in my chest for a little bit and looked at me as if to say everything is going to be okay......
I am sorry I waited so long to connect with these guys.
I hope I can hang out with them more in the spring.
Loving Cafe with Z and S.
Dad and his Deere.
THIS is how you unload a bandsaw.
Brake pad change with Happy dad.
.38 rounds in a 357. Not bad? I don't know.
Last weekend seems like such a distant memory.
Re-living the nightmare.
Embracing the pain.
Trying my best to stay strong for him.
Losing myself in the sadness.
