If you are reading this before my last post many weeks ago, you absolutely have to go back and read that one first. Now that you’ve read that post, you can pick up here.

I bought my first horse on Valentine’s Day!! All of Feburary, and half of March my horse sat in a stall on the track waiting to be picked up by a hauler who would never show. More on that later, because it is worth the storytime. Luckily for me, the track shipping coordinator contacted me and helped me set up an amazing stay at my actual haulers barn before he shipped across the nation. After that point the purchase of my horse was smooth sailing.

I had arranged a barn for him, talked over all the options for a stall or pasture spot for him, and agreed on a respectaable quarantine protocol. I had a medium weight Weatherbeeta blanket arriving there for him so he wouldn’t be cold when he arrived, and more. The weather at the time was snowy, icy and just cold. He got to his destination in about 3 days, and mostly settled in okay. The hauler provided many photos, updates and was easy to contact. For some time he pretty much refused to come inside the interior portion of the stall, and my barn owner warned me. After 2 weeks of settling in she also let me know he had started displaying a lack of confidence in the form of a MEAN left hind kick. I let her know I would be up in the Pacific Northwest in late April to help correct the behaviors.

Late April came, and we made the huge move mostly uneventfully. April 24, 2025, yesterday, I got to visit the barn I board my horse at, and I got to meet my horse for the first time.

What a thing to say.

That being said meet Polaris, my first horse ever, my childhood dream.

(Update: I know he’s covered in hives here, he was brutalized by mosquitoes. He’s okay now.)