If you know anything about my gigi then you know that somehow she is a cowgirl at heart. Trust me I have had a hundred people tell me she will out grow it or that it's just a phase or that somehow I must have lead her to believe that living in a barn and walking around with poop on your shoes was a good thing. It ain't a phase people, she's not gonna out grow it, and she actually gets a great big smile and takes a nice long whiff if the smell of horse poop is in the air. She is a horse lover and she always will be....that my friends is a fact. It started at a young age, like 12 months when she visited the barn at her Papa's house and took her first ride on a tiny little pony named Pistol. By the time she was 4 she was pretty convinced Pistol was for babies and needed to ride a full sized horse named Shasta. Her big brother could ride little ol' Pistol. Since she was able to say bedtime prayers she has prayed for a horse. It has been number one on her Christmas and Birthday lists since I can remember. 1. real live horse, not stuffed. Yep, she caught on pretty quick and would not take a fur real or any imitation. She would beg to go to the Farm Store, started roping her stuffed animals, and convinced us to let her take riding lessons. 6 months into riding lessons she was jumping over 12" cross bars. No fear, just pure love. If you know my gigi, you know another thing about her, she is determined and if she sets her mind to something she is dang well gonna do it. She would peruse craiglist on a regular basis and give us an update on all horses avaliable in the area. Her dad's answer...nope. It usually ended in tears and begging. This summer we were at the ranch and she took ol' Shy out for a ride. When she is at her Papa's ranch she rides everyday and makes multiple trips to the barn. She would live in the barn if we let her. Her daddy was watching out the window as she cantered past on the horse and something changed. I don't know if you have ever had the chance to watch your child do something that they are so passionate about the it goes to the very core of their soul but this was one of those moments. Watching her glide across that field and seeing the sheer joy on her face brought tears to my eyes. How could we deny her this love? She didn't just want a horse, she needed a horse. I didn't say anything to her dad but when we got home he began to talk about how to make this happen. I asked what changed and he said watching her ride. She loves it. So we began horse shopping....in top secret! After searching we found a horse that sounded like a good match and we ended up bringing her home (that's a whole other post). This picture above is of gigi and Jinx. Her new best friend. She has just finished a lesson with her trainer and we told her she could keep her forever. We've learned a lot through this process. Buying a horse is a little like adopting a child. There are days when Gigi says she still can't believe that Jinx is hers. They have done homework together in the pasture, Jinx has listened to a few violin lessons, there have been long walks, and a few rodeo rides but she still loves her. Gigi has learned that prayers do get answered and dreams do come true. She is still a cowgirl at heart and always will be!