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>> Monday, May 21, 2012

I wish there was a show like House Hunters about equestrians.


You could have first-time buyers and the international version. Fixer-uppers and warmbloods that come with personal chefs and maintenance crews. There'd be the pushy sellers, claiming that this horse was the epitome of equine perfection, and the lookers, spending the entire episode with no intention of ever buying.

You could cringe with the impulse buys. ("Well, there's no way that is ever going to turn out..")
You could envy the luxury models. ("If I had $500,000, I'd buy myself a Grand Prix schoolmaster for training level too!")
You could applaud the good decisions. ("What a perfect pony! She's going to have so much fun with him.")

And best of all, you could do it without spending a dime of our own money.

Here's the thing; horsepeople are crazy. (Which makes for great television....) Also, it means that we are really prone to collecting ponies. Whether in our mind or in real life... The only difference is if we have the pasture space.

Think I'm wrong?
How many hours have you spent trolling the online sale horse ads? Ever spend time looking at the pony classifieds in the newspaper? Drool over your friend's latest pony purchase?
Yeah. That's what I thought.

It's okay, fellow horsepeople. I used to spend hours with our newspaper, circling ads and writing out what type of home I though they'd do best in. I'm not proud. B.H.*, I collected so many plastic ponies that Hoarders almost came to visit.

(Many of them still remain in my closet. I justify keeping them because I use them to teach horse colors an hour once a year. This does not explain the pink one.)

If you didn't collect them in plastic form, maybe you have an extensive library. One in which the Dutch Warmblood is circled with a shaky hand and the fat Welsh pony has been check marked.

Now, imagine the joy of getting your first pony or your last pony. Bet you leaned over the fence with some treat in your palm, gazed into those big eyes and wondered what sort of adventures you two would have. You probably pictured all the memories you'd make.

And you definitely bought a new saddle pad in his colors.
Because who ever likes the drapes it comes with?

House Hunters? No. But Horse Hunters?
I'd DVR ever episode.

--girl

1 comments:

Achieve1dream August 6, 2012 at 10:07 AM  

Guilty! I've done all of that. :D And YES we need a Horse Hunters. That would be awesome!

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