I've had to put on my big girl pants and make one of the hardest most heartbreaking decisions. There comes a time when you need to be an adult and make decisions that aren't necessarily best for you but are best for the animals in your care. That is what I did even though I do feel like crying. You see, I've been so stressed and so worried about all the things on my plate that I came to the decision that something had to give. I've been feeling as though I haven't been doing a particularly good job at anything.
This is not a decision I've made lightly or rashly.
I've been extremely worried about Guinness. I've been worrying about how he's ready to work with yet sits in the field because I don't have time to work with him. I've worried about sending him out for training, getting him back and having him sit, because I'll be working on school and working on work. I've worried about Guinness ending up wasting away. I love him so much. I can see so much potential in this great little package.
So I sold him.
I didn't sell him for much. I was more concerned about finding the right home. He's gone to a home that is super excited to have him. A home with teenaged girls who will love on him and develop his potential. A home that wants to keep him as "their" horse. A forever kind of home. The kind of home I'd like to provide but can't at this time.