Well, Gypsy is gone...
After 13 years of horse ownership, I finally had to give up and give her to someone who has the time for her.
I feel like a sack of shit for doing it too.
I may not have been the best horse person, after all, my mother was the one who insisted we buy this little yearling that was so naughty. I was fourteen at the time and the promise was that my parents were going to help me and that we'd get Gypsy trained and I could do shows and eventing... my dream right there. Well no. What they should have said was, we don't care that you're fourteen, your MOM wants this horse because she thinks it's cute and super smart, but