Rawr.

so. when you own horses, it's inevitable. you will, for sure, come onto the oh-so-wonderful task of trailering. yes, it's fabulous. i mean what horse wouldn't just loooove to step into a dark four sided box that moves? it's terrifying, really. and just wonderful for the owner spending three hours convincing them that yes, they really DO have to get into the trailer. and that NO, it really isn't going to eat them. and it's a blast showing up three hours late for the vet. -.- ugh, it sounds horrible, but i'm not really all that sad to see brandy go home tomorrow. it's partly knowing that i'm still going to get to see her && ride her often, but we never clicked. with me and sheik it's like we were are perfect for each other. we understand each other, we like being around each other, we just click. and with brandy and me it's not like that. yeah we get along and work pretty well together when i ride her or do stuff with her. but it just doesn't go any further then that. if i go into the pasture she just ignores me unless i go catch her, and i don't know, it's hard to explain. but i think there's one perfect horse for every person, and the rest, even though they are special, they aren't quite the same. and i was lucky enough to find my perfect horse already, and we are going to be together for a very long time [the perks of having a three year old horsehh.]

so yes, in the end we made it to the vet [three hours late] they took her blood for a coggins test, and we brought her home and unloaded her. -.- the wonderful part is that i have to load her again tomorrow, to go the playday. gahh. i'm definitely looking forward to that.

that was basically my entire day, lol. we finally got home at four, and i pretty much had to go right out and feed them, since it was getting dark already. wish me luck for tomorrow.