Yesterday Mom, Grant, and I took a 4-hour trip up to Kansas City to take home “Electric Starr” (my mom’s new horse.) All the way up there I read “Twilight” because I had run out of books to read and mom thought I would like the “Twilight Saga," which by the way, I loved. When we arrived I was bubbling over with excitement! I would finally have a riding partner! Grant and mom didn't seem even half as excited as I was. We arrived and went around back to the barn to find Cheryl - the owner – and a friend that helps her out. Starr was as beautiful as ever, even though he hadn't had a bath all winter, but the slight dish of his face and his color – a dapple gray, my favorite on a horse – and just the way he carried himself, like he knew he was stunning, was breathtaking. When he moves he carries his tail the way Arabian horses are supposed to and you can actually see him use his “springs” in his feet as if he were in slow motion. The time came to load him up and at first he was a little spooked of the trailer but that didn't last long. After a couple of minutes he put a foot up onto the trailer, the clang of his hoof hitting the boards startled him and he immediately retreated. An hour later we were still trying to get him to go in when it looked like he was actually going to; he put both front feet inside the trailer so he was half way in, but again the clanging scared him so he jerked up his head and what do ya think?! Starr hit his head on top of the trailer and got scared. After that he wouldn't even go near the trailer. So regretfully we had to put him back in his stall and take the 4-hour trip back home... without a horse. I was... well I guess you could say I was peeved. I was pretty sure we could of gotten Starr in the trailer if his owner wasn't so careful with him. The hardest discipline she would give him was a light tap on the rump. Don’t get me wrong! Starr is not in the least bit spoiled and may be an excited horse but still respects you! He has been excellently trained and is very smart. The reasons that I think he wouldn't go into the trailer was because he wasn't being pushed enough, he had been in a trailer only twice in his seven years, and for most horses a trailer is a pretty scary thing. With his owner there, mom didn't want to be firm with him, because the owner is the type that would freak out if you ever slapped a horse hard or anything. So, ya that is the story of my wonderfully wasted yesterday. Happy, happy, happy...
~Faith
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