Race against time ...

... 9 months later of having weekly classical dressage lessons on Jake and is friends, I find out he is for sale.  Unbeknownst to me, Jake was a working livery and it was the year I was 30.

Its funny how life has a way of making decisions for you.  I had my mind set on an arab or TB chestnut mare and was looking at adverts and even put up a wanted ad of my own.  I was offered a beautiful 16 h anglo-arab gelding - bay. He was stunning, but my mind and heart were already made up, I wanted Jake.  Over 9 months we has started to bond.  Highlands do not give their hearts easily and are incredibly loyal.

The riding instructor contacted his owner and we agreed to meet the following day, my heart was in my mouth as I knew somebody else was interested in him.  I was on tenderhooks absolute tender hooks.  I had persuaded John that having a horse was a good thing, he would be my birthday present (John was stuck for a 30th pressie for me and I highlighted how perfect it was all working out).  Little did we know.

Jake stayed as a working livery at the stables for about 6 weeks, it didnt work out.

I subsequently moved him a bit closer to home and he was wormed, saddle refitted, new bridle bought, new rugs, dentist visited.  The dental visit found something very wrong with Jake, he refused to treat him and I had a phone call at work.  I dashed out of work, had him immediately referred to the Weiper's centre and raced him up there ......