Don't ask me how I forgot to blog about it since I've been thinking of it all week, but here it is.
I sold Tux!
Finally had someone (actually two someones) interested in him and so the first person came down to look at him, made an offer and I accepted!
I think this will be a good home, it's the lady, we'll call her M, I mentioned a while back that wanted to ship him to her, but she ended up being able to come down.
I got Tux all cleaned up the night before then the next day just washed his legs so he was sparkling clean. I even blow dryed his feathers so they wouldn't turn into instant mud in the arena (of course Tux could care less about the hair dryer - he stood there with his head down enjoying it without anyone holding him).
Hauled Tux to the indoor arena a few minutes away since it was raining. He loaded up perfectly in the trailer, unloaded, tacked up and rode around. We hadn't been to this arena since I first started him undersaddle and boy was he looky! I was slightly frustrated with him because he was blowing off my left leg and snorting at everything - the posters on the wall, the new flag for the cow horses, the hay around the end of the arena, etc. etc.
They kept saying they didn't mind though - especially if this was his "worst". The sister hopped on, she's a dressage trainer, and Tux was quite good for her, though a bit lazy in the canter. M got on and walked and trotted around. I guess she's getting back into riding after breeding horses for a few years - she'd breed them and her sister would sell and train them. Anyways, she's very knowledgeable but a bit out of practice. Tux was very good with her and she loved how easy his trot was to sit.
The plan is for Tux to have his pre-purchase exam done tomorrow then the hauler is coming on Friday to pick him up! Of course it's not finalized until after the vet check, so it could fall through, but I don't anticipate any problems so hopefully this doesn't jinx it!
I'm actually quite sad that he's leaving. In the past I haven't had a problem selling horses, but I think it's because he's going so far away (well, 6 hours so it wouldn't be impossible for me to come visit) and the fact that I clicked so well with him and if I didn't want to jump, I would probably be up for keeping him (well, besides the fact that I have Jetta and I don't want to sell her either). On the ride back to school I teared up when it finally hit me that my boy was going. Hopefully I don't start bawling when the trailer arrives for him...
|All time favorite picture of him|
|At the beach|
|First indication that maybe he'd make a nice dressage horse!|
|Recently started under saddle|
|Not quite started undersaddle|
|My non-horsey roommate riding him|
|Bringing home the ribbons|
|Fat horse muzzle hatred|
|Western saddle = postage stamp|
|In the dreaded pony torture chamber|
|Playing the brave trail pony|
|First day at my place in Fall 2011|