For far too long now this Argosgirl has been living away from her Argo.
After ten years of being able to look out of my bedroom window and see Argo in his paddock, I had to move him elsewhere when I moved. It was a forced separation due to the circumstances but now, my silly old horse and I are reunited!
I should be clear, I was still able to see Argo whenever I wanted, it just involved having to drive to him instead of walking out of the house.
I am incredibly lucky to have some outstanding friends, and one in particular generously allowed Argo to live on her farm and gave him the greatest care imaginable. She always gave him everything I could hope for and never got upset if I showed up at 9 o’clock at night, causing her dogs to bark, just so I could spend a few minutes with Argo. For what she did for both myself and Argo, I will be forever in debt to her.
And yet, as great as it was, I desperately needed to have Argo living with me again. For those of you with horses, you may understand how I felt. There’s a connection that you just can’t do without.
So last night, a few weeks after we moved into our new place with some extra land, a trailer pulled in the driveway, and Argo came home to me once more.
This time I had yet another incredible friend help out by sending her mare to keep Argo company. The two have quickly become best buddies and by the time I finally stopped checking on them last night, they behaved as if they had been here forever.
It is amazing to come home to horses again. I come home from work knowing I get walk over to the paddock and have a quick visit with horses and I know that I can spend as much time with them as I please. If I have errands to run I don’t have to forsake seeing Argo because he is right outside my door.
With Argo here I finally, after more than a year and a half apart, feel at home.