Its funny sometimes, when you look back at your life, how there seems to be a confluence of events that just catches you up and carries you along in its wake, often without you even realizing it. That’s how I feel when I look back at those years in Western Mass. What a series of interesting coincidences occurred, time after time. If I were more of a WooWoo, I would call it Fate, or Kismet, or Serendipity, or God's Will. And maybe it was all those things. Regardless, events transpired in such a way as to set me on a path of discovery that I am still on. And for that I am grateful.
I wrote that I had met a family that knew Sally Swift. They were horse people, the best kind. They had a neighbor. This neighbor also had horses. They too were horse people, but the worst kind. They had a pony, a pretty grey Welsh mare,that their kids rode. She offended them in some way one day, so they put her on the hot walker. And left her. To go to a horse show. For the weekend. In August ‘To think about things’.
My friends noticed. They knew the people were gone. They saw the pony on the walker. And still on the walker. And still. They investigated. They found a pony whose nylon halter had shifted and torn her face, ear, and eyelid. They found a pony exhausted, dehydrated, head covered in gore. They took her off the walker, got her across the street to their cool and shady barn, and called the vet.
Upon return the next day, the pony’s owners were Very Angry. How Dare They Interfere! Quarrels and accusations ensued. Suffice to say, by paying the vet bill plus some extra money, I got the pony.
We renamed her
Dixie. And she was a mess.
And so I had a frantic, sad, pretty unbroke pony, with stitches and wounds, who needed meds and handling, who was terrified, bullish, and aggressive.
What to do? I couldn’t halter her without her flipping out. I could manhandle her, and I admit I had to at the beginning, just to get her to my house and in my barn. But I didn’t want to do that. She was so fragile and had been through so much.
This all occured during my CR and TTouch clinicing days. It was worth a try. She would be the perfect test case.
And she was.