I know many of you out there have significant others who are not horse savvy.
|the little man and twister|
I don't want to rub it in too much but I am super lucky to have a fiancé that is just as much into horses as I am. Maybe in a different light, but he's still a horseman, all the same. My future hubby exercises racehorses at the track and breaks babies at home and can ride with the best of them. Actually, him on a horse is what caught my eye that first time I ever saw him.
|S and porkchop|
|all boys. S and pedro and roader and fatass|
There are people that can ride and ride well. Then you have those people, fewer in number, that look like they were born on the back of a horse. This is S. I could watch him ride all day. Sometimes I don't always like riding with him because he has nerves of steel and I do not which he doesn't seem to always understand. But we still have fun.
The first time I came to the farm where I now live, he asked me to help him with a baby that needed some remedial training before going back to the track. I learned how to pony off Twister that day. Twister has since become MY horse. I don't even remember the last time my person was on him.
|matchy matchy with curtis|
He's very supportive of me riding and knows that even though I might not be riding so much the next year or so that I'm not done training or competing all together. He even told me so. He figures by the time I'm ready to compete again Curtis will be retired and I'll be eventing him, leaving Twister for a possibly new and important job.
|playing in the snow!|
|porkchops last race|