A lovely couple stopped by today to visit with Flirt. I must admit that when I first placed an ad for her, that I bawled when the first person called. A second email came in hot on the heels of that call...and I pulled the ad down.
Truth be told, Flirt is getting too tall for a cutting horse. Beautiful, fluid mover. But she's not got the hard stop and rocking over the hock action I've got in Tika. And did I mention tall? She'll end up 15.2 to 16 hands without a doubt. So I knew I'd sell her come next spring, but I'd thought I'd at least have some time with her under saddle. That's half the fun of it, right? Unwrapping the package to find out exactly what your mustang will do, then finding the home that matches?
So the ad came down and I pondered my dilemma. I couldn't justify keeping her if I was only going to sell her anyway, but emotionally I was struggling. She had to have the perfect home.
Then a friend posted something on facebook. She'd begun to once again look at the BLM photos, and her significant other was calling her an addict. But she knew she needed a good, solid horse for him, and hey, who can blame her for becoming a mustang addict? Plus, her man's horse had been struggling for some time with coffin bone issues, and they'd just found out she'd never be sound. He'd need a nice, tall horse for trail riding.
Now, to me it seemed a no brainer. Hello? I've got one here! She's gentled, she's tall, and I always knew she'd make a better husband horse than Oz. So I just happened to mention it, out loud, on facebook, yesterday. And today they came, they saw, and they messaged me this afternoon to say YES!!!
And so my Sensational Flirt is going south a bit to live with a mustang named Chance, and another mustang named Rio, and a certain blogger we all know and love name Paint Girl. And I couldn't be happier.