We don't recommend you buy this horse

When I met Mag, the dealer did not want to sell him to me, based on the fact he'd reacted badly to other potential buyers. (He'd thrown them immediately.)

This is the mare I was told would be much more promising.

     
As good as she was, I don't even remember her name.



     

J told me, "Just take a look, you're not even looking at her!"


     


I only had eyes for Mag. Despite all the warnings.  I forced them to drag Mag out of his stall and saddle him up for me too. I did not want to waste my time on the mare, though she was fine.

Here he is grouchy, with the mare's tail in the foreground.


     
Please note the condition of his hooves - they tend toward this growth pattern and when we bought him, freshly trimmed, they looked like this as well. It's a continuing struggle.




     




     
Oh, that's Hana. Wrong HTML tag. Anyway, she's my top riding horse if I have the chance to ride in Seattle, so her photo stays: )




     

This mare went beautifully. I kept my eyes on Mag.

Mag is not easy, he never will be, I suspect. But I like him. I wish I could ask him about his life in Poland. His journey to Germany (cuz he's terrified of horse trailers). Where all the scars are from, one by one.What is the difference between being raised at a Polish state stud, vs being sold at auction to go to a German dealer.

I'll never know. Unless I get myself to Poland. Which I intend to. Someday.

I could have bought that lovely, tractable mare above. But I couldn't stop thinking about this Pustynny Mag.