It is no secret that my Princess LOVES horses! She’s actually looking for property for us to buy so she can get her very own horse. She asks daily when our friends are moving to their new house a mere 1 mile away with their horses so she can be closer to them and help with them and maybe even get to ride them sometimes.
I think Princess is trying to prove to me and Hubby that she really does love horses and would be more than willing to do all the stuff that goes along with owning a horse.
Princess and I were watching TV the other day (a cooking show, but it takes place on a ranch). The kids were riding their horses all over the ranch. Princess was just mesmerized. She said kind of under her breath (I don’t think she even knew she said it out loud) “I wish I lived there. I just love horses so much!”
MY HEART BREAKS!
We’re still not getting a horse.
Then a couple days later she and I are just chatting and she says “I really miss Sunny and Shadow. When can I go back for another horseback riding lesson? I really need to see them!” I told her that the horses were taking January off from lessons and that hopefully we could get back out there in February. She was soooooo happy!
Then my wonderful friend MS mentioned that she would love if Princess came along to help do horse chores at her Mom’s house and her house.
So I mentioned it to Princess. She was so EXCITED!
So she fed horses on Saturday – happy as a clam!
Then Sunday, she was invited to go help with all the other chores. Hubby said “That doesn’t sound like much fun! Scooping horse poop?! Is that really what you want to do with your Sunday afternoon?”
Without skipping a beat, Princess said “Dad, that’s all part of owning a horse. If you want a horse, you have to be willing to do all the work that goes with it. And besides, it doesn’t take THAT long, and while you’re doing it, you get to be by the horses. So it’s not work at all!”
So she went out Sunday for 3 hours and fed horses, and scooped horse poop, and cleaned stalls, and drove the little tractor with the trailer full of horse poop around, and spread it on the grass for fertilizer – and helped them take in a stray cat and name it Dusty (cats and horses all at once – she was in Princess Heaven!).
I went to pick her up after dinner. On the way home, I asked her what the worst chore was.
She said none.
“Not even scooping horse poop?”
No! I got to play with the horses while I did it!
What was the best part?
Just being with horses all afternoon.
We’re still not buying a horse . . . but I’m much much closer to closing some kind of deal where she helps with horse chores in exchange for riding time.
How can you say no to the cutest cowgirl and her cutest little cowboy buddy after an afternoon doing chores?