I was walking laps through rain puddles with the big mare this evening under a rising full moon and thinking wistfully of the few exceptional resident barn owners/managers I’ve been able to count on over the years to go out of their way to ensure my horses and all the others trusted to their care were safe and healthy.
I mean someone I could tell that one of my horses somehow “wasn’t quite right” at some point in the day and she’d assure me she’d be certain to have a good look at that animal often in the course of her day and, especially, when she did her evening barn walk-through.
The kind of caring, conscientious person who could be trusted to:
- Actually do a late-evening check of all the horses in her barn as a matter of course, and
- Know enough about horses in general – and those in her care in particular – to spot when one wasn’t quite normal, and
- Call me if something was wrong and even, sometimes, just to assure me all was well.
So thank-you again to Patty and Cheryl and Lisa for all the peace of mind you brought me and the rest of your clients. And gratitude to all the unsung horsewomen and -men the world over who quietly look after other people’s horses with caring competence.
And now I’m off into the moonlit chill to make sure the big mare is back to being the chow-hound I know her to be instead of standing demurely next to her gate watching her neighbor eat.