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Horseless

For the first time in the nearly 11 years Chris and I have been married – our anniversary is in a couple of weeks – we are horseless.

Chris’s horse Jeanne that was a 16th birthday gift from his grandpa died earlier this year.  Chris is 40, so the horse had a good long life, but when it died we were left with a horse that had been dumped on Chris before we even met.  That horse was Daisy, and poor Daisy always seemed like she never heard or saw well, so she was never broke to ride.

We didn’t have any emotional attachment to her, yet we really didn’t want to see her sent to slaughter.  I put a lot of time and energy during the polar vortex of 2012 keeping her alive, ugh.

So Chris took her picture and listed her for free on a few local buy/sell/trade groups on Facebook, but that didn’t last long because apparently there is some rule about selling animals on Facebook and the post was taken down.  But it was up long enough for a neighbor down the road to see it, and had a mutual friend contact me to ask about.

This was actually about the best case scenario we could have asked for, they have about 30 horses already and a few hundred acres, and we knew Daisy would be well taken care of and could live out the rest of her years without being sent to slaughter.  We actually kicked around contacting this neighbor first, but we just don’t know her that well.

So around 11 o’clock this morning, while I was at church with the kids, Jack came up and helped Chris take Daisy down to the neighbors.  Chris said everything went smooth which was a relief.

I passed the herd of horses coming home from church and stopped to see if I could see Daisy, and I saw her grazing with the herd.  Colton asked me why I was stopped, so I took the opportunity to break it to him that Daisy was gone.  “Do you see Daisy?” I said.  “She’s right there.  She came down here to play with friends.”  That was a perfectly acceptable explanation to a four-year-old, and Colton asked me several times during the day if Daisy was still “playing with her friends.”

So it will be weird this winter without any horses to take care of, but a nice break.  Now that she’s gone, we can take the bobcat into the lot and push out the scrub brush, rip out and redo all of the fencing, and till the lot and reseed it. I’d like to get some sheep and maybe a couple of cows.

I won’t miss feeding in the dark and chopping ice, that’s for sure!

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