A two-post day!

Several years ago, a friend from the equestrian team asked if I would be a reference for her to adopt an OTTB.

I said yes.

In perusing the New Vocations website (I really like this guy), I saw an ad for her OTTB.

Even if we aren't really friends any more, even if we only occasionally contact each other on facebook, I would expect to hear something.  "Oh, hey, Rebekah, remember when you said that I would be a good owner for a young, red, off-the-track mare and those people asked you a bunch of questions and you said I was amazing, awesome, qualified, and a spectacular fucking home, remember that?  Well, forget all that.  I changed my mind."

I know it didn't happen quite like that.  I know life got in the way.  I know I should be thrilled that she opted to be a responsible owner and list her on an adoption site rather than booting her off to somewhere random. I just.. I vouched for her.  Using my word, my credibility, even if these people don't know me and have never contacted me since, *I* spoke for her.  I know that when horses get placed, purchased, bred, whatever, you can't expect permanence.  You can hope for it, though.

(Petty, personal side note: you know how when you see a horse and rider you can tell if things don't mesh ..quite well?  Like the chemistry is okay, but you really think it could be better?  I saw that with this mare and this woman.  She had better chemistry with her other horse.  She was over-mounted with this mare.  She overcame it, mostly, and I think did some schooling shows and put some miles on her.  But if the "click" was really there, would she be up for adoption now?)