I talk a lot on this blog about Elvis, because more than any other horse he has shaped how I am as a rider and a person today. I owned him from high school through graduating from college, and sold him to a friend in a semi-retirement situation after college to pursue a nicer show horse… a nicer show horse that I ended up hating.
Parts of me still regret selling Elvis, but in the end I do think it was better for the horse. I wanted to them (and still want to) do hunter/jumpers, and even though Elvis did everything under the sun for me (fox hunting, western, halter, walk/trot games with little kids, etc) competing at the C level in hunters is just never going to be him.
So now he’s an old man, and has a wonderful family. He’s owned by a mom with two eventing/pony club daughters, and Elvis is her horse and the occasional stand in for low level pony club events when the Thoroughbred is too hot to be safe for a kid. He’s trust worthy and sturdy, and better yet he has an owner that cares for his well being. They do hunter paces, Horsemasters (not sure what this is?) clinics, and seem to enjoy each other a lot. It’s the perfect low pressure, steady eddy job for him.
This won’t be the last time Elvis is featured on this blog. I still love him, and have about a million stories that involve him. Also, I miss him and even though he’s in a great home bringing him up around here makes me feel warm and fuzzy. He’ll always be my first and probably most important heart horse.