tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8223421075357845155.post8951469231077673120..comments2023-12-31T05:54:02.314-08:00Comments on Books Anonymous: Chosen By a Horse - Susan RichardsKazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06883203750700550391noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8223421075357845155.post-29106879582536755812014-01-05T21:02:11.169-08:002014-01-05T21:02:11.169-08:00Hi Arabella! I had NO idea what I was getting into...Hi Arabella! I had NO idea what I was getting into with this book, to be honest - probably just as well, or I might have left it in the bookshop. And, for the most part, it's just a lovely read that prompted many lovely memories, and even when I realised where it was going, I was still ok - until the last bit... And then I cried and cried. But, that's living with animals and loving them, isn't it? So, in amongst the sad bits are still the lovely memories and I wouldn't not have them.<br /><br />Horses are just special. Jazz was good for me at the time because when I rode her, she required complete concentration - there was no just sitting there and ambling along. As it was, she had me off more times that I care to own up to. But, she'd get spooked by trees (we rode in a state forest...), she'd refuse to put her feet in water - interesting when it rained, a log on the ground didn't get stepped over, she'd jump it...from a walk! Nuts. Mind you, courtesy of her, I can stick on just about anything now. The big mare, Topaz, was a walk in the park after her, and lovely, but I did miss Jazzy's total unexpectedness. Kazhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06883203750700550391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8223421075357845155.post-51992634357411772142014-01-05T03:21:23.601-08:002014-01-05T03:21:23.601-08:00Kaz, I have picked this book up in book stores wan...Kaz, I have picked this book up in book stores wanting to read it and then put it back knowing that the whole horse thing is just to raw for me at the moment. I must confess that there is nothing I miss more in life than the companionship of a horse. Injury has also meant I can no longer ride, I miss it and the horses and that zen like feeling you get from being in the moment with a horse. Your story about Jazz and your review had me in tears, silly really.<br />I get the pet thing to, my daughter comes home from uni suffering pet withdrawal because she can't have pets, the cats get hugged till they just can't take anymore. We have an absolutely insane rescue dog, with anxiety issues we have never been able to conquer and three rescue cats, all of them a source of endless stress and expense and yet I would not be without them. Horses though are something special and there is nothing quite like that feeling you get from working with a horse.Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17824748902803492123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8223421075357845155.post-35988705592757520032014-01-05T02:08:35.233-08:002014-01-05T02:08:35.233-08:00Hey Jack!
Not good you're sick...this is proba...Hey Jack!<br />Not good you're sick...this is probably not the book for reading when you're already fragile. I howled bucketfuls at the end, and kept having relapses of that for the rest of the evening. Mind you, part of that was the memories it brought back of Jazz and the accident.<br /><br />Horses are a bit special. There's something about half a ton of animal that's got all the equipment it needs to totally physically dominate you, but doesn't, because it wants to understand what it is you want from it, and then to do that thing... DB rode a beautiful mare while we were away - I'd have given my eye teeth to ride her, but he was too big and not experienced enough to balance his weight for the horse I was on. So, I told him, before we go back there, he has to get in a lot more practice so he can ride my gelding and I can have the mare next time!Kazhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06883203750700550391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8223421075357845155.post-89036903358150795682014-01-05T00:19:57.003-08:002014-01-05T00:19:57.003-08:00Hi, Kaz, and welcome back. I've been lurking,...Hi, Kaz, and welcome back. I've been lurking, and that only infrequently, as I have a flu that at this moment feels like it's going to relapse for the second time. But all of these horse stories are tearjerkers, aren't they? Including yours. The amount of time I've spent around horses can be measured in minutes, but I see how they can get under your skin. There's a cold war movie, <i>Crimson Tide,</i> in which Gene Hackman has this line: "A horse is the most intuitive animal ever put on this earth. Oh, it's dumber than your average fence post, but if you stick a cattle prod up its ass, you can teach a horse to deal cards." As good an explanation as I've heard...Jack Tylerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14030471723776022615noreply@blogger.com