“Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.”
― William Shakespeare
Gracie came to be with us back in October 2013.
It was all amatter of being in the right place at the right time.....
See, my Dad and I attended a local gymkhana.. Sort of a spur of the moment and completely unplanned decision.
Anyhow, Dad was talking with a local station owner (and if you are reading this: I am extremely grateful. THANK YOU SO MUCH!!) and some how the subject of the brumbies that they had just mustered up on their property came up, and that there where a few foals among them.
In the next sentence I was taken completely by surprise and seemed to move so fast, when he asked me would I like one to train? Perhaps tomorrow I would like to come out and take a look at them, just maybe I might find something that caught my eye. Well an opportunity like that doesn't come up everyday, so I jumped at the chance.
On the drive home I wondered vaguely what Mom would say... I go out for a few hours and come back practically with a foal! Now in my time I have dragged lots of poor and sad creatures home that was in need of rescuing and/or a loving home. But none of those critters have ever been quite as large as a horse before... How on earth was I going to break the news?