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| Name: |
Glow Commander
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Age: |
Fifteen years old
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| Gender: |
Male
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Kind: |
Quarter Horse
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| Home: |
California, USA
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I
have been an avid horse nut from the time I was born (literally!)
In all my years I have had many horses that have been special to me.
Then I met Glow. He was a resident at a veterinary hospital that I
began to work for. He was a very sad horse, as he was a stallion and
kept isolated from others. When I would go to see him, he would
glow... he really lived up to his name! I brought him treats and
eventually was able to take him to a pasture for daily turnouts. Up
to that point, no one would really do anything with him, other than
an occasional visit or turnout. He had a bit of a problem with men.
When I saw how some of the men had treated him, I understood his
problem.
Once he and I established a relationship, we became good friends. He
would come to whatever fence I was at and give me a little nicker. If
he was out in a pasture, he would run over to me when I would call. I
really got to see him blossom into a more loving horse.
Then the day came that I had feared. His owner had decided to sell
him. I worked frantically compiling my finances, but alas I did not
have enough. I cried as I watched him get on the trailer, thinking I
would never see him again. A month later I learned that he had not
yet been sold and the price had dropped. My husband (of only two
months!) agreed that we could try to get him. I still did not have
the money for his full asking price, but I tried anyway. Well my
efforts paid off. A hand shake closed the deal. I was now the proud
owner of Glow Commander, a thirteen-year-old AQHA stallion. Oh boy! What
ever do I do with this?! I didn't care, I had him now, and I promised
that the rest of his days could be spent with me and he would never
have to feel the heavy hand of abuse. Well, to make a long story
short...okay well longer...Glow and I rode many hours and spent tons
of time grooming and trying to cure all his aches and pains. He would
do anything I would ask of him. I still used him as a breeding
stallion and he was a dynamo.
Then I got pregnant. No big deal to myself or Glow. Everyone else,
was very concerned that I would get hurt if I kept at my regular
riding regime. I never once had a doubt, neither did hubby for that
matter. Glow took every care of me as if he new I was carrying a
special package. He decided when to listen to my requests to go
faster than a walk, which as I got bigger, he ignored more!� Every
once in a while he would splurge and break into a slow jog. As my
belly got bigger, I couldn't get on so easily anymore. No problem for
Glow. He would stand patiently next to whatever object for me to
climb on. Then to get off he would return to the exact same spot and
let me climb off instead of jumping down.
I still have Glow and love him just the same. I have given him his
long-deserved freedom and he now lives on our five acres with his
son, Gus, Gus' mom, Annie (25-year-old momma!) and his buddy, a young
thoroughbred gelding, Outlaw. I have removed the shoes that ruined
his feet from the time he was young and have spent many hours (and
dollars!) doing therapeutic work to make him comfortable. I truly
feel that he is worth every cent I put into him. The picture I am
sending is the day that Glow met my ("our") son. He rocked
his carriage gently. As if to say hi, he nickered when Grayson made a
squeak.
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