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Flying whispers. 

Yesterday mum was so brave, she has suffered a loss of self confidence in herself for so long when it comes to handling, riding and being around other horses and even sadly to say, me at times. 

Yesterday she had no choice but to put out my field mate in the field with me, she has known this horse for a year now and although we all can have our fresh moments, she isn’t a bit of trouble most of the time but she does have her moments. Mum was scared to death I know, I felt it through my lead rope but I gave her a nudge as if to tell her she would be okay. 

Mum did it and had no issues doing it, my field mate behaved impeccably for her. So whilst mum was still on a high, she booked the indoor arena for later on that day, she was going to ride me. It’s been a while since she last did however I always look after her even when she is shaking wth fear, I look after her. 

Mum looked after me too yesterday, she got her friend to put a pole on the floor so we could walk over it. It’s been about two years since we last did this and I suffered a loss of self confidence, I had to have my mum’s friend walk with me the first time and I felt my mum giving me the encouragement and strength to go forward, we did it, we both flew, by the end we were both trotting around over the scary pole on the floor and having the time of our lives. We saved each other today, today was the best day. I made mum proud and I’m proud of mum too. I’ll sleep happily in my stable tonight dreaming of us crossing another bridge together. 

Love Kia. X. 


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