|dressage saddle early days|
I sort of agree with that.
But also I sort of don't.
Because sometimes things like this happen: You go on a total buying freeze all winter because you need to adult and clear out inventory and do non-horse things. But you don't get rid of your friends, because friends are nice. People need friends, don't they?
But then sometimes your friend just happens to have the perfect dressage saddle for you and your horse.
|total saddle fit girth, amiright?|
But then you need a girth. And your other friend finds a nice quality one in the size you need in a brand name you didn't think you could afford used for a total steal.
So you buy that too.
|they're super nice|
But then you only have one dressage pad and ALL your jump saddle pads are super forward cut to accommodate your stupid femur, so they can't do double duty and your OTHER other friend finds you three nice dressage pads shipped for an absolute SONG.
Yup, bought them.
|toys toys so many toys|
Bought those too.
Bought them. And bell boots, because who doesn't need bell boots?
So yeah, that showed up.
Well then it became apparent that the bridle had no sparkles or throatlatch and if you wanted to go to recognized shows, you would need both (NEED) and your one friend was like "hey I'd totes split shipping with you" and so yeah....
|can i get a hell yes?|
And that's not including things like when through a very convoluted trade, a new breastcollar for your jump saddle just so happens to come live with you. It needed to loved, you know? Friends can't let friends let go of cwd breastcollars.
|bright side: he looks fab|
Noted: in fairness, I think I have two friends who don't cost me tack money. Lauren and