I was three years old when I first rode and feel in love with horses. Horses became pretty much a part of my soal. I begged my parents for my own horse. They kept putting it off until I was older, saying they wanted to make sure this ...I was three years old when I first rode and feel in love with horses. Horses became pretty much a part of my soal. I begged my parents for my own horse. They kept putting it off until I was older, saying they wanted to make sure this ...
I was three years old when I first rode and feel in love with horses. Horses became pretty much a part of my soul. I begged my parents for my own horse. They kept putting it off until I was older, saying they wanted to make sure this wasn’t a faze. It wasn’t. I continued to ride and take lessons. I started to learn to jump, and soon became a hunter/jumper rider. By the time I was thirteen I was fearless rider who didn’t blink an eyelash at jumping a horse I didn’t know over a four foot jump and somtimes higher. At seventeen I was about to get my first horse when I took a really really bad spill that caused me to be in the hospital for a couple of a days. And off of horses for awhile. I became afraid and my mom wanted me to quit riding, so I agreed since my fear had settled into my heart.
But the love of horses and riding never did, soon my desire to ride again over took any fear that I had. My friends invited me on a trail ride three years after that accident. The minute I got into the saddle I felt at home again and started to cry. Not because I was afraid, because I missed it and this was where I belong. Right after that I found a new coach and began riding again, a couple months after that I started to jump again. Which got me into three day eventing, My fear was going away and my dream coming true. But a part of my dream hadn’t come true yet. I still didn’t own my own horse. Which was something I wished and prayed and begged for since I was three. I finely saved enough money and my coach called me one day and said "I found a Thoroughbred mare for a thousand bucks" To be honest I was not expecting much, but decided to check it out.
I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw that the horse that was for a thousand was the most beautiful thoroughbred mare I had ever seen. She was dark bay and had a star strip that ended in the middle of her nose. It actually looks like South America. The minute that mare looked into my eyes I fell in love and knew at that moment that this was the horse for me. I rode and had a vet check done. Everything was clear. She was an ex-race horse so she didn’t know anything when I got her. She was the most uncomfortable, unbalanced horse I ever rode. With in a month and half of owning her she was jumping two-three and coming along beautifully in her dressage. I named my horse Gemini, Gem for short, because she really is a Gem. She has the sweetes personality, all she wants is to be loved. Which I can give her. My horse and I became bonded. She had a hard life before me, hardly ever given any attention and was treated roughly. Now she is increadly happy horse, she comes running up to the gate when she see’s me and follows me around the barn yard without a lead rope. I struck gold with this horse. When ever I look at her I could almost hear what she thinking. And she knows what I’m thinking. Any time I’m nervous of a jump, she slows her pace and goes over the jump carefully, when she feels I’m excited we go threw the course a little fast but always fun, we take care of each other out there, I view her as my team mate, and we work together. I have to ride her to each fence. If I drop her before the fence and let her do the work she’ll circle away as if saying "No we do this together or not all" If she gets distracted or is not paying attention all it takes is a simple squeeze from my legs.
Within a year we were ready for our first three day event. It was mine and hers first three day event. Before we had gone to schooling shows and she always placed high. Hardly ever went below a fourth. I was just hoping to go clear in our first three day event. Not only did we go clear. We were rewarded with first place. The minute they announced our name I was overcome with emotions. We both worked so hard for it. All the blood, sweat and tears (literarly, after all I did have to train her to jump) was rewarded. That ribbon hangs high in my room, it serves to remind me what happens when I work hard and she and I work together. I know many of you eventers out there are reading this and wondering if the part of winning our event was true, because I even know the chances of a horse and rider doing there first three day event together and winning. But it is the truth.
Our bond has grown deeper threw the three years I have owned her. I had to go into sugery one day, when I came out of it I felt as if something wasn’t right. I begged my mom to call and see if my horse was ok. My mom did and it turned out my horse wasn’t. She got her legs tangled up in barb wire. My best friend I found her like that and called the vet and took care of her until I could get out to her. As soon as I was released from the hosptial I was taken to her. I couldn’t stand for a long so I sat down. She then laid down and rested her head in my lap. I knew then how bonded we where when I sensed something was wrong, just like when a parent knows there child hurt. Luckily for me Gem healed, without going lame, she dosn’t even have one scar and were still showing, and very well I might add. Gemini is many things to me, she’s my horse, she’s my team mate, she’s my friend, she’s my heart, and, she’s my soul.
A quick note to my Gemini, you are my dream come true and my best friend, for as long as you live you have a home with me, I swore the day that I bought you I would never sell you, and I never will. Thank you for being my horse!