For some time now I have secretly and openly (to close friends only) struggled with my relationship with Remy. Entirely my issue, of course. Deep down I wanted him to be another Crissy (who I still deeply miss), a fun and easy horse. Somehow I also felt I deserved an easy ride, after all my struggles with Saumur.
Reality check: Remy is wonderful, but also young and inexperienced - and yes, he is a boy. Girls seem to grow up faster :-)! I rode Crissy as a four-year alone on long trail rides, galloping all over the place, showing her at big, noisy events without a problem. Not something I could easily repeat with Remy. The freak accident this summer didn't help, neither his 'flying higher than a kite' at Regionals. Pair that with my feeling guilty about neglecting Saumur (who, BTW, is very happy to be 'neglected' as an active retiree), and well - you get the picture.
Judy was -and is- there for us, no matter what. JP was -and is- prodding me along, not very subtle, but with unwavering support. Remy and I are figuring each other out, and so it's finally coming together.
It takes an American-French-German Village to make it happen - but voila:
Remy and I are well on our way to becoming ... an old couple!
The journey of two Morgans: *Saumur*: Dismissed as not-trainable by experienced trainers and the Amish alike. Together we worked our way from learning to steer to the USDF Bronze Medal. Saumur passed away in 2022 at the age of 26. *Remy*: Cheerful, loving -but not without quirks- on his way up the levels. This is also a tribute to the remarkable professionals helping us along the way, Roz Kinstler, Lisa Oberg, Vanessa Voltman; and most of all to Jean-Paul, husband extra-ordinaire.
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