“Hear Me Purr”
“6 months ago I walked in for my weekly lesson and Freyja Marie (JC Hear Me Purr) walked out ready to go. I mentioned that I wanted to buy my own horse in the next few years but wasn’t in any type of a rush because I wanted to make sure it was a good fit for me and the horse.
Our first ride together consisted of Freyja running around with me on her back, and me trying not to eat it. And that was it. Two months later at her purchase exam, the vet told me she was lame in 3/4 legs and might never be sound enough to jump or even canter comfortably due to arthritis from her days being overworked on the track. After a call to a friend I decided to adopt a lame horse for the horse’s sake. I didn’t want the flashiest, most fancy, tallest horse. I wanted the little red one with anxiety and a good brain. The little red one who will come running to see you then stop 2 feet away to stomp the ground so you know she loves you, but not too much. I promised her that she would never be asked to do something she didn’t or couldn’t do ever again. She’d have consistency, love and respect. She would never be yelled at or hit ever again, she would just get a “thanks for the energy girlfriend, but we just need a walk.” She’s spent every day since then embodying her new name. She’s relaxed, opinionated, stands a few inches taller and has become much goofier. She’s the worlds best teacher and has taught me what a true, respectful partnership is. She’s taught me to listen to my gut, that we can take a chill day and to stay present and willing to learn. You’re one in a million Freyja Marie and I’m looking forward to the day I get to have my morning coffee with your big nose sticking into the kitchen window requesting a sip of pumpkin spice latte with an inevitable sibling behind her, hopefully also an OTTB from Turning For Home @tfhinc Check them out and see all the good they do matching our local racehorses with new and loving homes after coming off the track.”