She's still here

Sage arrived in Aurora six months ago today.

I made the decision to buy her while visiting my mother in a psych ward with a raging tooth infection and an almost overwelming fear of once again being a horseless horse girl.

For the record, that's a bad way to make decisions.

By the time Sage stepped off the trailer, I was absolutely convinced I'd made a huge mistake.

That feeling persisted for a really long time. 

Of course, that didn't stop me from going to the barn every day and doing all the things with her. 

I liked her.

She's a bright, brave, sweet, funny girl. 

Of course, I liked her.

She just didn't feel like the right horse.

After one particularly hard day, I reread her sales contract and realized I could return her anytime in the first six months.

Almost immediately, I started composing the give-back email in my head.

I spent an entire week working on that email. When it was done, I saved it in my draft folder

"You can't send this yet," I told myself. "There's still plenty of time. Wait and see how things go."

So I waited.

And I waited.

And I waited.

Now we're at the end of those six months. I never did send that email, and Sage is still here.

I honestly do not know if she's the right horse for me.

Or perhaps I should say, I do not know if she's the right forever horse for me.

Only time will tell, I guess. For now, I'm glad she's here.

Happy six month anniversary, Little Colorado Sage.