I've always watched people having fun with their horses and thought that couldn't be me because somehow I was stuck on this idea that the horse I needed to be competitive in the show arena wasn't the same horse that made me laugh back in the barn.
|dramatic spring skies|
And for some reason, I was more focused on the competitiveness than the fun thing.
The whole point of Zoe is that I was really sick of that mindset.
I didn't get two shits if I ever showed again.
I just wanted to have fun.
|ZB R SMOOSH DOGGO|
She's game to try every day no matter what we're doing.
|best evening plans|
Her response to changes in her home environment is to march over and stick her nose on whatever it is and smoosh it.
|her days of fitting through a people door are limited|
It's funny how much she's changed my entire attitude.
She's the most talented horse I've ever had the privilege of owning. I'm closer to my 10 year goals that I have ever been in my life.
And they matter less to me than they ever have.
|hullo hing leg|
Don't get me wrong--I still want to show. I want to get my bronze medal on a horse I trained myself. I want to run one recognized event above BN. I want to have a great outfit. Get a 70%. Know I belong.
But right now?
It's rather terrible content for a blog, because I enjoy every damn day. I have such a good time. I'm not freaking out and struggling. There isn't really a compelling story line because honestly, everything actually is awesome.
|selfie game even on point|
It's the every day laughs in the barn that make this entire relationship worthwhile.