||[Apr. 22nd, 2006|09:24 pm]
A Common Place for Horse Barn/Farm People
It's come down to it. |
I can't afford my horse anymore. I never thought this day would come. I'm finishing my freshman year of college in a week here and moving out to my dad's place in Muskegon to work 3 jobs in order to afford my apartment next year and go back to college. My mother, who lives in Newaygo, has been taking care of my horse Magic. She loves him, she really does, but....she's crazy.
He has gotten extremely thin because we had such a bad winter by my house, and because I wasn't around to keep him on his usual feeding scedule. My mom tries her best, but she can only do so much. He's older now too, and she doesn't understand that older horses need special care.
His summer check up is coming up and he needs his hooves trimmed, and his teeth filed (what's left of them anyways). Apparently he kicked the barn door open last night and ate 50 pounds of grain and 20 pounds of cracked corn. When my mother called and told me this I thought for sure she was going to end the sentence with, "and now he's dead." I'm shocked that he didn't colic from eating that much feed. Anyways, now she wants the money to replace his grain and the chicken's corn, and some extra cash on top of that to buy more hay until the grass fully seeds in his pasture.
I'm currently inbetween jobs, and working my ass off to study for finals and find new employment---pronto.
I have had a little girl lined up for him for a few months now, but my mother refuses: telling me that she loves him too much now and that he's always been a part of the family. Add that to the mind games that she loves to play and the ever growing family issues that have been arrising and you get the reason he's not in that little girl's backyard right now, enjoying life and being pampered like he should be. (Her family is incredibly rich).
This girl is about 12 years old, an amazing rider who trains 4 times a week year around, and works with her family at the local summer camp that I grew up working at. She works in the stables there with the lady who first gave me Magic.
I'm okay with giving my horse away. I'm not okay with the fact that my mom is losing her mind, and taking it out on my beautiful horse. I'm not okay with losing my horse because she can't control herself.
Has anyone else had to give their horse away since moving to college?