Confession #1
I never get to see my horse as often as I like. It is a 40 minute drive to see him (without traffic). There are weekends I can’t make it up there. It’s expensive to board him at a stable that might be closer. Excuses, excuses.
Confession #2
I know he needs a loving, human companion who can dedicate more time, but I’m selfish and don’t want to give him up.
Confession #3
I know that I can’t take advantage of my parent’s care forever. They’re wonderful to keep him and tend to him since I can’t.
Confession #4
I feel if I sell him or lease him out, I’ll lose the “horse” part of my identity entirely.
Confession #5
I love bringing friends and family out to see him. I love showing him off. I love looking forward to seeing him each weekend.
Confession #6
I know something has to give.
Confession #7
Cleaning out his stall is usually the highlight of my week. Even if my back aches afterward.
Confession #8
What horse will I take thousands of pictures of if he’s no longer around? Unthinkable!
Confession #9
He’s lacked the training, experience and benefits of a “real” horse owner. And he’s not getting any younger.
Confession #10
I have no idea what to do. Except sneak away this weekend and escape to the barn.
I feel the same way. Honestly, even with my horse a mile away down here, I’m lucky to spend actual time with her once or twice a week. I often feel guilty, especially since she’s going home to go back in the pasture while I go on my next adventure, but I just can’t give her up.
I’m glad I’m not the only one who can’t let go. 😉 It helps to know that the horses are always content to be “pasture ornaments” and my horse has plenty of neighbor horse companions.
I had this same situation when I boarded mine, especially after I got married. It’s a guilty feeling.