I’ve had many people tell me how great my job is, and yes it’s true, it’s a wonderful job, one of the best I ever could have hoped for. There is however a catch. Being covered in hair and working long, hard, exhausting days doesn’t bother me a bit. I enjoy answering questions and helping people see their horses in a new light, and there lies the problem. I’m blinded by my own horse. In fact the more I learn, the more I feel like I’ve developed some sort of hypochondriac type condition out of concern for her.
If her hair seems a little long, I find myself worried she may be developing Cushings Disease.
Riding is a whole different world altogether.
I know I’m not the only one who can’t see what’s really going on in my own paddock, in fact I think we all have that challenge to some degree. Often in the horse world we tend to wonder why something so obvious to us, isn’t obvious to the horse’s owner. It’s quite simple really, love is blind. Yes there is something lacking in all of our educations, no one knows everything. There is information we are all missing somewhere. It’s up to us to work together as a team for the greater good of the horse. What we really need to keep in mind though while trying to help others with their horses it that we are not there to judge, or even educate, we are there to help them see. If they can see there horses, then they can help them.
Happy Horsing Around
Cyndi Bird CEST