For the first time in 32 years, I am horseless. I sold my last horse, a Haflinger mare, shortly after buying her. Her purchase was optimistic, but not realistic. At the time of her purchase I was 7-8 months pregnant and well into chemotherapy treatment for breast cancer (shown in photo at left). Yes, you read that right, I was pregnant while I received chemotherapy. Shortly after delivering my healthy baby girl and beginning yet more chemotherapy, I decided to do my mare a favor and sell her to someone who had the time for her.
Surprisingly, I wasn't nearly as upset at my impending horseless-ness then as I am now that it has become a chronic condition. At the time, I knew I didn't have the time or energy to treat her as she deserved. However, now, three years later, I am on the constant lookout for pastured horses since my daughter is as horse-crazy as I was. With her increasing age, I'm reconsidering our horseless-ness. I'm no longer in treatment for cancer nor am I working full time any longer.
Luckily for us, a couple of years ago, on my way home from work, I helped a neighbor capture his wayward draft. This developed into a mutually beneficial relationship for us all. He, in his advanced age, needs help with his four Miniature Horses (or perhaps small ponies) and Belgian Draft. I need a horse "fix" on occasion. My two children have also developed a liking for my equine friends too. Our neighbor also enjoys watching my children's reactions to his horses and they enjoy being around him almost as much as his horses. When my visits become irregular, he insists that his horses miss me excessively and look for me from their pasture.
So if you're horse-crazy and horseless, I recommend looking for anyone with horses nearby. You'd be surprised at how many horse people welcome help with their horses. Even if they aren't looking for help they'll most likely be more than happy to introduce you to their equine family. We are a breed apart, us horse people. Open hearts for our 4-legged friends and their admirers.