07/11/2025
Owning horses is a glorious madness… Because what other group of humans says “Hmm, yes, let me spend every spare dollar, hour, and ounce of sanity on a creature that:
- Can remove me from the saddle faster than gravity intended
- Toys with life and death on a daily basis
- Bites like taxes and kicks like rent is due
- And requires a diet, chiropractor, massage schedule, and wardrobe nicer than mine.”
We’ve been kicked, bucked, bitten, stepped on, hauled into the dirt, and emotionally manipulated by a 1,200-pound drama llama whose idea of affection is breathing hay-scented air in our direction.
And yet here we are… Shoveling money into feed, vet bills, fancy saddle pads we swear make a difference, and buckets of supplements named things like Calm & Majestic Serenity Unicorn Dust.
We stand in the barn, hair full of hay, boots full of mud, whispering things like “I choose this life. I love this life. Please stop trying to kill me.” We call it passion, devotion, destiny, or maybe a long-term delusion powered by hoofbeats and dopamine. Either way, we’re in too deep to try to get out.
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