A year and two months after I lost my heart horse, Sugar, I’ve finally found my new partner.
Indy (LJS Endeavor) is a 7 year-old gray Oldenburg gelding with a sweet face and a very good brain, and I’m confident he’ll take good care of his adult-ammie, confidence-impaired new Mom.
So let me catch you up… Indy and I have spent the last 6 weeks getting to know each other. It’s kinda like when you first start exclusively dating someone and you’re trying to learn everything about them: Do they like coffee or tea? Spicy food or mild? Are they comfortable in large group situations or do they prefer to be more private? Cats or dogs? Football or baseball?
Here’s what I’ve learned so far: Indy is intensely curious. You pretty much can tell that by just looking at his face, as he’s got a wide-eyed “Who are you? What’s going on? Are we going to do something fun?” expression.
If he’s on the cross ties and sees someone outside, he all but stands on his tiptoes to see what’s going on. If I go into the tack room, I come out to find him leaning forward on the ties peeking around and trying to see what I’ve gotten up to.
Where other horses might spook and wheel away from something new, he stops, snorts, cranes his head to get a better look at The Big Scary Thing, and is then likely to walk up and sniff it. If we’re walking somewhere, he wants to stop and investigate everything we pass by. Every. damn. thing. He can be a little ADD in this respect; he’s so interested in everything that at times it’s hard for him to focus.
Mom. Mom. Mommy. Ma” scene from Family Guy. He’s adorable, and I swear he uses that to his advantage when he does something naughty, just like Sophie does. He gives you that face, the one that says, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I just couldn’t help myself. You still love me right?” It’s hard to resist that kind of face.
We’re learning how we fit together under saddle. He’s been used to someone else riding him and the way their aids were given, and now he has to figure out what I’m asking him. Same thing for me.
It’s like learning a new language. Or driving a rental car. When you get a rental, at first you spend a lot of time learning where the different buttons are, like the windshield wipers, gear shift, radio tuner, and the mirror adjuster doohickey. You learn how hard you need to press on the gas pedal to get a reaction, and the same for the brakes. You play with the wheel to see if you need to over-steer or under-steer. Indy and I are at the rental car stage.
So that’s where we are. Getting to know each other and trying to figure out who we’re going to be together.