to a group of veritable strangers. On top of that, I felt pangs of separation
anxiety, and I soon discovered that six minutes was a long way to drive if I
was in urgent need of a horse hug.
Fortunately, I’ve learned to appreciate the benefits of boarding my horse.
Barn maintenance is someone else’s job. Ditto for stall cleaning duties. In
fact, the calluses on my hands are slowly resolving now that they’re not
melded to a wheelbarrow twice a day.
Another bonus? Ron and I aren’t forced to schedule date nights around
Wally’s feeding and blanketing regimens.
Yet I’m not naïve. Relocating to a new barn might seem like a simple task,
but in reality, it’s fraught with potential turmoil. Irksome consequences are
even more likely when transitioning from backyarder boarder.
For example, Wally and I were now on someone else’s turf, and we have
to interact with other beings on a daily basis. Above all else, I wanted to
avoid barn drama, because few things can sour the ambience more than
From the get-go, I worked hard to
cultivate good vibes with my fellow
boarders. Maybe I’m an overachiever,
but it seems to have paid off. It’s been
nearly a year, and it’s been a (mostly)
While I can’t replace the cadre of
equestrian gal pals I left behind, I
have made some new friends. Even
more importantly, Wally seems to be
having the time of his life.
CINDY HALE won more than 20 medals for
hunt seat equitation during her lengthy show
career. She currently serves as a judge at
local and regional open horse shows.
YOUR HORSE LIFE