|She should be a catalog model|
~Around 5 or 6 although not firm on that.
~Forward thinking but not crazy.
~15-16 hands or so as I am a fairly small person
~Reasonably priced for their breeding, experience, etc (that was probably the hardest of all. Some people really like to ask a lot for their warmblood mutt that has never done anything)
The very first horse we met was a 4 year old TB, track bred but never raced, chestnut filly. She was sensitive but sensible, clearly loved to jump, and fit me really well. It seemed too good to be true and it sadly was - she failed her vet check. Her owner had her from a young age so I don't think she knew about the arthritis in the hock, but maybe I am being too nice. Either way, I didn't want to take the risk.
I was so bummed, I get attached way too quickly and easily with horses. After that was just a frustrating month or so. People would say they want to sell their horse and then cancel a showing last minute or just stop responding. One horse went on the market on a Saturday night, I scheduled a showing for Sunday afternoon which was the first time the owner was available. She texted me around lunch saying the horse had already sold. I gave up even trying to schedule my trainer to come as it wasn't even worth it, just had my husband take video and photos to show her later.
On the positive side, I do think most of the horses I met were advertised honestly. Except height. People lie their asses off about height. I don't get it, people are going to notice that 15.3 horse is really 14.3 but I also admit that I lost all sense of horse size after a short time. I even liked most of the horses I tried but some just weren't the right match and others were overpriced and I think it would be insulting to offer about half what someone was asking! I was losing hope and winter was coming. But then I met Oatie.
Luckily he healed quickly and we came back for round two. My trainer decided to send the trailer to the vetting so we could get him home before Thanksgiving if he passed. I wasn't sure if a little optimism never hurt anyone or if we were jinxing the whole operation but as the blog title implies, we were in luck.
The poor baby has several (mostly) cosmetic things going on - lumps on his head that show he fractured his face on something once upon a time, a pretty recent popped splint, and a lump above his left knee that was xrayed and ultrasounded by the seller so we were already confident that wasn't an issue. The head lumps mean we should watch out for sinus infections and the knee lump isn't bothering him at all. The splint was still a tiny bit sensitive but is mostly firmed up.
He did have slightly "sticky stifles" (maybe a 1/5 on flex) but I learned this is common at his age and in TBs. He has also mostly been out of work while the splint healed so he isn't very fit. We took a stifle xray to be safe which was totally clean so we are thinking that growing and getting back into work will strengthen them up (on the longe he was swapping leads in back a lot and bunny hopping a bit but while all things horse-wise are a gamble, odds are this all ties together. Fawkes couldn't hold a lead in back in the round pen for months when I first got him).
After talking it all through with vet and trainer, we decided he would be suitable to purchase!! I was beyond excited and also probably would have wanted him if he had a broken leg so I am not sure I should be allowed to make decisions like this. It was such a relief to be told I now had "permission" to fall in love!
|Because I totally already loved him. That face.|
While his registered name of Hay Oats and Water is just terrible, I kind of thought Oatie was cute. So I decided on the name Odin with a nickname of Odie. Although with that dark bay coat it will be super tempting to show him under the name Slightly Darker Black (I love Archer!).
He has been settling in really well at our barn. It is cold and snowy and he has taken it all in stride. Clearly I don't expect him to be perfect but so far he just....has been. Under saddle and on the ground. Of course there will be challenges but we are starting off on a great note.
We are going to be taking it slow. Give the splint a little more time, get him some farrier work as he is a little underrun in the heels, and even then he was a late foal and won't even be 5 until May. We are in no rush. But I am very excited for his future. I am so grateful he made his way to Colorado and we found each other. And I am back in the blog game to track our adventures!