I had just entered my fourth hour of sleep in the last 48 when the alarm went off. My body tried to win the battle by practically sending me straight back to sleep the minute I had turned the intense ringing off, but lost. My head and heart were prepared for it and made me stagger across the room to get dressed. I had to make sure they were ok.
Half an hour later I quietly entered the stable block and looked over Bellis’ door. In the corner was the perfect little foal asleep while his mother kept watch.
They were fine. The relief. The happiness. No amount of sleep or money could have bought that feeling.
When I told the mare’s owner I had driven out to check on mother and child at four o’clock in the morning to make sure they were okey, I got the following text message back:
“You are mad! :-)”
“I know! The control freak tendencies are out of control :-)”
Really in the long run I have three options: 1. Give up my day job and start my own yard so I can look after him all the time myself. 2. Give up my day job and live off benefits so I can be down the yard everyday and look after him myself or 3. Let go a little and hope for the best.
At the moment I have opted for option number 3, however difficult it is. My financial situation does not allow for anything else at the moment. Of course number 1 would be ideal, but then life isn’t. So I will just have to grind and bear it for now. It is very difficult though!
Half an hour later I quietly entered the stable block and looked over Bellis’ door. In the corner was the perfect little foal asleep while his mother kept watch.
They were fine. The relief. The happiness. No amount of sleep or money could have bought that feeling.
When I told the mare’s owner I had driven out to check on mother and child at four o’clock in the morning to make sure they were okey, I got the following text message back:
“You are mad! :-)”
“I know! The control freak tendencies are out of control :-)”
Really in the long run I have three options: 1. Give up my day job and start my own yard so I can look after him all the time myself. 2. Give up my day job and live off benefits so I can be down the yard everyday and look after him myself or 3. Let go a little and hope for the best.
At the moment I have opted for option number 3, however difficult it is. My financial situation does not allow for anything else at the moment. Of course number 1 would be ideal, but then life isn’t. So I will just have to grind and bear it for now. It is very difficult though!
Day 1: First trip out in the field. He soon got so tired he needed a little rest...
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