My Illicet Affair....
The first thing I need to make clear in this Horsie Post is that, yes, as some of you have commented, Illicit Affair IS thin and not looking his best. He was injured some months ago, and only recently acquired by HorseTrainer Mel.
His back was hurt, but he is getting the best care from not only Mel, but Vet and Horse Chiropractor (Who knew?) and he is expected to make a full recovery. He gets lots of arena work on the floor, but no one is currently riding him.
Horsetrainer Mel (@melhorsetrainer on Twitter) has been my friend for a LOT of years. I've gone in and out of riding, and followed her from Stable to Stable, finally ending up with her at her current place, which I must say is the BEST ever. I love the people there. No Snoots, which, as anyone who has been around show horses know, is a hazard of the trade. At this Stable, there is no attitude, if you are kind and love horses, you're in.
Mel is one of the people in this world who has found out EXACTLY what she is meant to be doing, and is doing it. Like Boss with writing, or AFP with music. There simply isn't any other option. She's that good, REALLY that good and the horses she owns, and the ones she trains kind of won the Horsie Lottery.
I should mention too, that I don't own my horses, they are all hers. They come to her. People give them to her, so they will have a good home and care. I pay a lease fee monthly, and ride whomever Mel feels I am ready for. She has taught me everything I know. I've wanted to ride since I knew there were horses, and never had a chance before I met her.
I've been thru a few horses now, with her, especially this past year. I've been fond of them, I love riding, being around horses, stables, and the people, but I always had this nagging feeling that I wasn't connected with them. The horses, not the people. I didn't LOVE them or feel the passion that horses people feel for their special horses. Always sort of had the thought that they were nice, but they sure as heck weren't BENGALS, and didn't have that same depth of feeling or communication.
Until I met this guy.
First horse I have LOVED. No idea why, start a few weeks ago. Noticed him right away. He noticed me. He comes right up to me when I go to the pasture for Anna Montana, my current horse. He tells me things. Not kidding. About how he is feeling. What's going on. That he is really happy to see me. I don't know if it is HIM and he is like that with everyone or not, but it got my heart. HE got into my heart. There's a spirit to him I haven't felt before.
His call name is, sadly, Spot. I've already told Mel that NEEDS to be changed, and she needs to pick out something better. I can't be in love with a horse called SPOT. It's NOT him. Like Bengal Luka, (Formerly Lear) wrong name.
He can't be rode yet, and certainly when he can be rode, it will need to be with someone a lot better than me, (and lighter, talk about diet INCENTIVE) to start with.
Doesn't change anything.
The heart knows. And I sure do love this horse.
Love and Horses,