Today I received the most spectacular Valentine’s Day gift ever – a Tennessee Walking Horse. The best part is, it was a complete surprise! My husband spun such a web of deceit and lies, that when we walked up to the barn to “feed Blaze” and a big black head popped out of the middle stall, I was completely shocked.
I had met this horse before. We went to look at him together about 2 weeks ago, and I fell in love with him then. He is pure black, about 16 hands high and has a great temperament. He is a 5-year-old gelding with 8 champions in his bloodline. His “real” name is Clever Power, and his stable name was Paycheck. We weren’t too taken with that, so we call him…Valentine.
I have to admit 2 things here. One: while my horse is 16 hands high, I am only 5’2”. I am not so naïve to think this won’t present problems – but I don’t care.
The other thing is: I really am quite naïve. I have never owned a horse, and haven’t spent all that much time around them. But I am willing to learn. I know that my learning process may be quite painful – but it’s certain to provide a lot of comic relief, too.
Wish me luck.