Fact: Jen lives about five miles from my house.
Also Fact: I love Haflingers.
Logical Conclusion: I must steal Paddington.
If a Haffie is haff a horse, they need haff a pasture right? Aka my urban back yard. And they cost haff as much right?!
You can see where this is going… Okay I didn’t steal him but I did get to ride him and basically we’re in love. Best friends forever. I will now refer to him as best friend Paddington.
Jen has this great trail system that connects to right by her house, so we went for a lovely trail ride. All the rumors about my new best Haffie friend are true – he’s such a fun little creature! Riding him gave me flashbacks to trail riding and doing hunter paces on my own little palomino hony that I learned to ride on.
We even got to ride up to a field so I could put the Haffie through his paces. So much fun! Makes me want to become an eventer… Almost 😉 seriously though, Paddy is green but he was an absolute blast to ride and a hard trying little horse. We even jumped a small bank where I giggled like a small child/idiot/haffy smitten person.
Moral of the story? Haffies are awesome. Stars come in all shapes and sizes.