Because life with horses is never orderly.
You wish it were just that.
Psshh! Howabout there isn’t one? Admittedly, whenever Former Me found myself in said situation, it was generally my own fault. Eventually Former Me thought it a worthwhile endeavor to ensure there was a Future Me, so I went down the dark path to DQ. I’m totally ok with this though. 😉
He may, however, be an awesome steeplechase mount if you can hang on…
Surely some of you have experienced the agony of buying ‘THE perfect prospect’ for your desired discipline only to have it turn out to actually be talentless in said discipline (or even worse, be uber talented but HATE it). I’m sure there’s something warning about this in the equine version of Murphy’s Law…