“You can judge a man's true character by the way he treats his fellow animals.” Paul McCartney
Hillary is one of my favorite girls at the stables. She’s sweet and soft-spoken, and she’s 18: the age many girls quit their horse addiction in favor of boys and parties. But Hillary has remain stuck on her “addiction” and brought the boy along with her for the ride. Like me, both Hillary and Sam are on a work-to-ride lease and I’ve watched them work side by side for almost a year now.
A detailed eHarmony form has nothing on what you can learn about a guy from watching him work around the barn. Sam started coming out with Hillary in November, which is one of my favorite riding months in Virginia – not too hot, not too cold, no deer flies. But when he showed up for business as usual every weekend since then, even on a cold, drizzly morning in January, I was impressed. And again he showed up last weekend on the most hot and humid day of the year. Both days he went about his chores without complaining. I’ve seen lots of girls do the work out of their love for their horse, but the guys who will do it without a paycheck are scarce.
But it’s the break times that make me think Hillary has struck dating gold: Sam doesn’t run for shelter or shade and put his feet up. He and Hillary go spend their free time scratching their favorite horses’ ears, speaking softly to the animals and to each other. It’s straight out of a Nicholas Sparks movie – the happy parts.
As for my match? Peter prefers to do chores around the house rather than around the stables but those matter to me also so it’s all good. He and Sportie have met, and Peter absolutely understands the attraction and the addiction. He never begrudges me my stable time, and he oohs and aahs at all my horse pics. When I head out he always says “Say ‘Hi’ to Sportie for me!” and when I return he always says “How was Sportie today?”
It’s a perfect match.