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Happy whispers…

So mom was happier yesterday than the day before, she had her nails done, though I don’t know why, cause she only gets dirt under them whenever I come in from the field and she is grooming me. We had our daily hugs but no tears fell today, I hope she is feeling better. 

I stood and munched my hay quietly whilst she whittered away about her day, how her friends had recommended a dating site to get back out there and give someone a chance but I see that she isn’t quite ready for that yet. She is still struggling but today is a happy struggle, she sang (quite loudly and badly) I didn’t understand the words but she was laughing when she was singing so I grooved along right with her. 

My mum is so funny, she laughs at all the wrong times when she is meant to be serious, like when we are dancing our dressage moves, though I think she just takes too much rescue remedy myself. She laughs when I roll in the field after she spent hours grooming me and bathing me, she laughs when I do my head over the door dance, it’s the most beautiful thing I hear, mum tells me that she loves my neigh so together lets just neigh and laugh mum, things are going to be just fine. I think I’m doing it, I think I’m saving her slowly. 

Love Kia. X. 


My first whisper….

So excited, who knew horses could whisper or even blog, well apart from me of course. This isn’t the usual type of horsey, life or family blog you’d expect, don’t follow me for advice or expect any, after all I’m just a horse.

I listen to my owners whispers and just put them here, where I won’t forget them, you never know, she might test me on them like those endless dressage tests we practice, I think it’s like dancing however I like to do it at racehorse speed rather than the refined Carl Hester type mum seems to prefer but anyway I digress. 

You won’t find one practical bit of advice here I can assure you of that, we might find humour, pain, sweat, hard work, recovery, therapy, a few tears and most definitely a few stray hairs, it is after all hair shedding season or spring as it’s known elsewhere. 

So please bear with me, you do know how hard it is to type with hooves right?!? I promise the best is yet to come and maybe one day, mum will get brave and write a whisper blog herself, but for now it’s just me. 

Love Kia. X