How Horses Changed My Life - Part III - The End
 By Hikari   •   28th Jan 2012   •   2,623 views   •   9 comments
How Horses Changed My LifePhoebe Dee was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. Her coat was pure black, and when she was brushed, the light reflected off it as if it were a diamond. But I only found tht out when I brushed her at the yard to test her stable manners. Because despite her beauty, Phoebe Dee hadn't been brushed in a while. Or ridden. Or even handled. Her previous owner had died several months ago, and she'd been left at that yard ever since, with no proper care. They had fed her, but that was about it. God knows why it took them so long to put her up for sale.

She wasn't really an 'easy' ride. She would bolt, she would buck, she would rear. But the second she felt me freeze up or panic, she would stop. There was no question about it, she was mine. I didn't even bother to check with mum, I bought her straight away, saying I would bring the money and collect her the next day. There was no time to shop around for a decent stable, I went to the only one close enough that I could walk too, and begged them to have a stable free for tomorrow, for a cheap price. The staff were rubbish, the stables were tiny, but I decided she would only be there for a few nights until I can find one near enough and good enough. I know this was very stupid, but I did it anyway.

The stables provided me with a horse trailer to collect her, and my dad drove me. She didn't really approve of her new stable, and would not settle down at all, so I let her loose in the indoor school for a few hours until she could get over her trailer ride. I stayed in there with her, desperate for a bond to begin to form. I hand fed her chunks of carrot and watched her canter around, then come bounding back to me and head butt my pockets for another treat. I was in love with her.

A few days after she arrived, I began riding her. We did stay at that stables, but I did a deal with the owner so she could have one of the bigger, more expensive stables in exchange for my help around the yard with the other horses. She was far happier in the bigger stable, and I easily got around the miserable, clueless staff by telling them not to do anything to my horse. Asking them to do nothing with my horse also made my stay at the stables cheaper, which was a huge help considering our family isn't exactly wealthy. To pay for her, I have given up all birthday and christmas presents, as the money normally spent on them goes to vet and farrier bills. I also had to get myself two other jobs, waitressing in a local cafe and helping out at a nursrey on Saturdays.

After some time, Phoebe Dee became much easier to handle. by May 2010 she would do exactly as I asked in the school, and would jump anything. A few changes in her diet and more exercise and time in the field meant she no longer had uncontrollable energy, therefore she no longer felt a need to buck every time we went into canter. Her stable manners had improved and she now would stand comfortably in her stable while being brushed.

We also began competing at some of the shows I use to go to with Skylar. Unlike Skylar, Phoebe was much more unpredictable. Sometimes we would have good days where she would fly over the jumps and whiz around the corners, but other times she would suddenly stop in front of a jump after galloping over to it at top speed, normally causing me to clear the jump beautifully, though without my horse. Sometimes we would be halfway through a good show when something as common as a car would spook her, and she would refuse to carry on. If we did come home with a rosette, it would always be a 1st or a 2nd. We either wouldn't finish the course, or we would win it. I don't know how I would have coped with my life if that crazy horse hadn't come along.

I've started spending more time with Phoebe Dee than with anyone else. She is my life, and my only reason to bother with things like school and family problems. Sometimes when things get too tough at home and I go to the yard in the middle of the night and sleep in her stable with her, knowing that Phoebe wouldn't do anything to harm me while I slept. I do all my homework in her field with her, and shes the one who has to listen to my constant moaning about everything that bothers me.

But things have started going wrong. Some Ponyboxers may remember me asking for help last month when Phoebe wouldn't let anyone tack her up. After some time, she let me put her bridle on, but not her saddle. We had the vet around to check she wasn't ill, and a specialist saddle fitter came to check that her saddle fitted her properly and that it wasn't hurting her. They found nothing wrong.

I've tried riding her bareback, and she didn't mind too much. At first she would buck a bit, but now shes starting to enjoy some bareback hacks and going over some small jumps. I doubt we will ever know why she suddenly won't allow her saddle on, but I'm never going to give up on her. Even if she doesn't wear her saddle again, I will ride her bareback. There is nothing that will stop me spending time with my horse. I don't care that we can't go to shows anymore without a saddle, or that we can't leap over the highest fence we can find. Because in my eyes, she will always be my perfect horse.
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Set Free  
Thats so cool. I sure love my horse I waited ny whole life for him and your story is so neat how over came all those trials in your life and how horses helped
  Jan 28, 2012  •  2,020 views
Double Spur Ranch  
Great ending to your wonderful story :)
  Jan 28, 2012  •  1,978 views
Aw! I hope she gets better :) Wonderful story!
  Jan 28, 2012  •  1,956 views
Good article.
  Jan 29, 2012  •  1,958 views
Great Article! :)
  Jan 29, 2012  •  1,959 views
Estella Noire  
Nice article. It's great to see how horses have helped you throughout your problems.
  Jan 29, 2012  •  1,966 views
RoyalCrownEstates  MOD 
awesome ending to your wonderful story!
  Jan 30, 2012  •  1,992 views
Aww what a great article. What a shame that "Phoebe Dee" doesn't actually exist, an if she does, you've been using fake photo's of her.
  Feb 6, 2012  •  1,979 views
Deleted Accounts  
i loved reading this series, good job!
  Mar 19, 2012  •  1,996 views
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