A few days ago Jon got some comments on his facebook page saying that Chloe might be gaining too much weight. I had gotten a similar email from someone I know a couple of weeks ago. When our farrier Ken was here about a month ago he said that Chloe looked good. Ken would know, not only has he been a farrier for a long time, but we got Chloe from Ken and his wife Eli. She lived with them for about 6 years. Many of Eli’s riding students started out on Chloe.
But that was a month ago and when Jon got the messages I wanted to make sure that Chloe wasn’t getting too heavy. When she came to live with us she hadn’t had a lot of fresh grass, she ate mostly hay, so we knew she’d gain some weight, we actually wanted her too. But knowing the difference between enough and too much is not something I’m familiar with when it comes to horses.
So I called on the expert. I texted Eli and she’s coming tomorrow. My message was, I could use a little pony help and I told her about my concern about her weight. Eli replied that she was wondering how we were doing and “Remember”, she said “Chloe’s half Halflinger, stockier in build, she’s never going to be (nor should be) a slim girl”. But Eli will know for sure if Chloe’s too stocky when she see’s her tomorrow.
I’m glad Eli’s coming to see Chloe and to give me some help and encouragement. Because I’ve just admitted to myself that ever since Chloe thew my friend, I’ve been afraid to ride her. I got on her back a few times, but not for long. I have spent time with her everyday. Grooming her, picking her hooves, checking her ears and applying insect repellent, putting her saddle and reins on her and walking around the pastures.
I never felt like Chloe would intentionally throw me, I always felt safe on her back, but that fear settled in my when I saw it happen to someone else. That old saying about getting back on the horse, well, I need a little help with that.
The thing is, in most ways, I feel closer to Chloe than ever, and more confident around her and handling her. Except for getting on her back, then my heart starts to pound. So, until tomorrow, with Eli’s knowledge and horse wisdom, I’ll know a little more about Chloe and myself.