Let me share how my heart horse and finances did cross paths and I had to make a decision.
I leased him “just for the summer” a couple of years ago. I had leased before and when the lease ended, it ended. I’m also a huge animal lover but I know my limitations - I don’t have a farm and I can’t do rescue any more because they would never leave.
I didn’t even want to try him - I was fine with the other horses they had put me on to try. She made me try him. I rode him…and I thought he would be a fun match for me. Kind to me, well above my level but seemed to be a kind horse who didn’t take advantage that day or the next day that I tried him. Really, really adorable, too. So everyone agreed he was the one for me to lease. Fast forward two weeks and I found myself completely enamored, smitten, whatever you want to say. I groomed him for hours and found myself hanging out with him whenever I had a free moment.
My friends quickly picked up on this and tried to bring me back to the typically practical person that I am, asking me how I was going to end this and if not, how I was going to keep him. The summer was coming to an end and I, a huge planner, was refusing to plan anything. I wanted to enjoy every single moment with him without worrying about saying goodbye, because I knew I could not afford to buy him, and besides, I wasn’t looking for a horse. I was living in the moment for sure.
A few key people in my life quietly made the suggestion that not only was I not planning, which wasn’t very smart, but that I was not in a position NOT to have him. My sister even offered me her incredible, fancy, young, etc. horse who was worth, financially, far more than my horse, and whom I never could have afforded either. But she said that she knew it wasn’t just having “a horse,” but THIS horse, my horse.
So I borrowed some from myself from long term investments, wiped out my readily available savings, and here I sit, a couple of years later, having not regretted that decision for even one MOMENT.
So call me stupid for turning down a free, expensive, extremely talented horse, for one who was not free at all, and I’m sure they laughed all the way to the bank, but he’s worth far more to me than I paid for him.
So that’s how money made me make a decision (that I will not label stupid) because he is my heart horse. There’s no question - absolutely NO question - that I’m his person and he’s my heart horse. I wasn’t looking for A Horse, or for ANY horse, but when This Horse and I found each other, well, that was it.
It doesn’t mean that I look down on anyone else. It just means that I know how incredibly lucky I am. He came along for me and I for him at the exact time we needed each other. It’s pretty cool that my COTH name is RHRT: not just right horse at the right time, but “our heart.” I didn’t plan the “our heart” part of it.