For sale

Did I have to grow up and have to make the tough decisions?
So it was time to sell some horses, I don't ride all of them like I should and we have less hay for this winter due to the new additions to the family, namely calves. There's two horses that I don't ride, if at all so I put one up for sale this morning. She's already gone. I could have probably sold her four more times there was so much interest.
It makes me sad though, the dynamics of my herd will never be the same. My brood of horses that I have loved for so long is becoming smaller. I've had that little mare for 6 years and even though she drove me crazy at times and didn't respond to what I tried teaching her, she still had her place in my heart.
The horse closest to her was Fred. He is forever the gentleman, letting the lady go first, standing by her side when she was moody, looking out for her. The odd couple, he's my tallest horse and she was my shortest. He doesn't understand what's happened to her, where she went.
I wish I wouldn't have had to make that decision. The next one will be harder. Letting Fred go. Is this what it means to be an adult and be mature? I liked the carefree days of being the crazy horse lady.

Are all my blogs going to be sad? lol