It’s done.

 

I’ll keep it short; I’ve sold Joey. 

I believe it was the right thing to do for him and for me – he will love his new home were he can dink around as a pleasure horse – bush bashing and larking about.  He’ll be able to mooch all he wants!

I sort of thought that I’d feel relieved.  But I don’t.  At least, if I do, it’s buried by sadness.   I didn’t expect the sadness….

I really bonded with him in a way that I haven’t bonded with a horse in a long time.  I think it’s because in his own crazy way, he did actually need me, and needed to trust me.

We had forged a bond of trust which turned out to be stronger than I realized.  And I am so very sad that we weren’t right for each other right now. 

I don’t regret selling him, I just wish it hadn’t been necessary.  I miss him. 

*sniff*

Bye.