Before I knew the direction that things were going last month I fell into an OTTB rabbit hole. Amanda and I were drowning my sorrows in queso… And margaritas (naturally). One thing led to another and then I was stalking horses like it was my job.
There was one horse specifically that I LOVED. Bert was basically a Henry 2.0 but 6yo. I came *this* close to selling my soul to buy him.
Then our awesome friend offered to let me ride her sweet little mare for as long as I needed. Logically I didn’t need another horse. Luna will be ready to start jumping a little next year – man time flys – and for now is staying in Nashville with my trainer there. I still kept looking though. Who doesn’t love a little window shopping. My casual shopping quickly turned into full blown shopping (slippery slope). I decided that regardless of how long Annie would be out of commission a project could be fun. I even set my sights on RRP 2019. Still had to find a horse though!
Over the past year I started to become obsessed with Amanda‘s (and now mine) trainer’s horse. I thought it would be pretty cool to find a horse by Flatter like hers. We even found one. This mare was WOW.
Then my world came crashing down. The weekend that I lost Annie I had signed up to volunteer at a schooling H.T. I genuinely considered cancelling. I know that the organizer would have understood. But then I thought about it and realized I would have just gone home and wallowed.
Instead of sitting at home I was surrounded by great people and horses. I got to watch one of my favorite teams run their first prelim. I saw another team complete their first horse trial… It really did my soul good to see all of those happy moments. I was sad for myself but so happy to be a part of this community. I even got to sit on Flatty. While I didn’t know if I would want to get on a horse so soon it helped me relax and breathe for a few minutes after an incredibly hard day. I am thankful for friends that know just what to do and say even when there are no words.
I was still down in the dumps – to be honest every day something happens and it kicks me in the gut thinking that I won’t see that sweet red face again. That first week I barely went to the barn. Then I ripped off the bandaid and got my stalk on to find my very own Flatter. More on that later – I really really went off the rails. I guess that’s what happens when you pour all of your grief into online searches.
What was supposed to be a short term project will now be my next horse. With all of that said I would like to introduce Whiskey Wu (Flatter x Dehere). Whiskey WOOOO (as Amanda says it) is a 2015 TB that was born and raised in VA. He raced 16 times earning over $38k. The story of how I found him warrants it’s own post so more on that next week. As of today he is officially mine but I am still trying to iron out shipping arrangements for the 1,500 mile journey to TX. It is faster than I expected and holy sh*t now I have a 2yo and 3yo but here we go! Thank god I have Inca to keep me sane while I start this wild ride!
The new dreamboat still doesn’t have a barn name – help is welcome. Gift card to whoever comes up with the name I choose. I love short old man names! Current list: Otis, Wyatt, Willis, George…
Welcome to the fam Whiskey Wu. I can’t wait to see where this next chapter takes me. Here’s to the larger than life red mare that made me the rider I am today and helped me fall in love with thoroughbreds. RRP 2019 here we come (I hope)!