I want to say thank you so much to the many comments I got about my last post, and I'm so sorry I have not responded.To the people who asked about my Falling in Love with Baasha story, I have to admit I'm not prepared to tell it. I included such a wealth of photos because I'm not sure my writing skills are adequate to express it, despite being a professional writer for many years. Technical Writer, maybe that's why: )
Judi put it perfectly: I have had my horse, Cruiser, for 21 years, and there is no way to describe such a relationship. I know what you are talking about. He is part of me.
As I ordered those photos chronologically, I couldn't help but think how much better Baasha has aged than I have. UGH, getting old sucks! This may be why I have so very few photos of us together the last couple years. I delete them whenever I see them!
I sure wish I could digitalize the old photos in albums I have from 1988-2000 that are in my parents' attic. I will, someday. Baasha was gangly and pulled me around on my skateboard, with my German Shepherd dog following.
Lisa asked if I miss riding him. We cancelled our riding insurance policy this month. It's a very sad time for me (Paradigm Farm's stages of acceptance post).
Merri asked if I took him UP the Space Needle. We were actually kicked out of the Center, it was the only place downtown that told us to leave. But not before the Center employees wanted to talk about all their horsie experiences of their entire lives...HOWEVER, I fancied taking Baasha up the elevator at my office building on Queen Anne, but sadly it was a Saturday and no one would have been there to meet him. *snap* Boy were my co-workers surprised when they saw the photos in my cubicle of me and my horse in the office courtyard.
Kacy: I think I lost followers over that bit. *cringe*
Chelsi said I'm blessed. Exactly.
NOTE: Don't follow my example and ride your horse downtown in a metropolis - we got lucky that we didn't cause any lawsuits that day. Oh, and I am preparing to tell that story in detail, it's just there's so much to tell, and I'm afraid you might have to be local to appreciate it.
Local?
What am I talking about local.
I'm in BFGermany.
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3 comments:
I think you know just how blessed you are to have Baasha so long that you've cancelled your riding insurance. I have tears in my eyes for yall. And I hope, so desperately, that one day twenty years from now Dixie will be my beloved pet that I don't ride any more.
A couple days ago, one of the back-door neighbor horses did the Dead Horse Snooze in a snowbank. I really thought he was dead, then I realized Dixie and his buddy were both chilled out. Once I calmed down, I immediately thought of you. :)
Sad to hear you have cancelled your riding insurance, although to be honest, I'm not really sure what riding insurance is. Is it on you or the horse???
I can't believe you took Baasha riding in downtown Seattle. I would love to hear that story. Don't worry about only locals understanding, I'm pretty sure anyone whose been to a city will get the picture, not to mention all those pics I'm sure you have to compliment to telling.
I wanted to take horses to the Ronald McDonald house up across from Children's Hospital. I thought the kids would love to see them but couldn't figure out how I'd get in and out of there with my rig.
I wish I had taken as many pictures of my adventures of the horses as you have with Baasha. Then I wish I had taken as many pictures of my kids too. For some reason I just don't think about Kodak moments often enough.
cancelling riding insurance, yes, stage of acceptance. For me, it was pulling Story's shoes....the first step on that difficult journey.
maybe you could get Baasha an off-track *standardbred* as a companion (instead of a nasty pony)?
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