My Story
Where Am I From?
I spent the first three years of my life in California with my breeder, growing up then racing as a 3-year-old. I was claimed after 6 months and moved to Minnesota! I raced twice there before I was retired.
First Homes
After retirement, I ended up with a family. The kids were great but the dad hit me. Thankfully a nice lady brought me home!
I was happy living with her and she took good care of me. She helped me realize that most humans are nice! But her life focus was those spotty horses, so she decided to find me a home that would be devoted to me as an OTTB.
Meeting Mom <3
That's when I met my mom. I was nervous at first as we got to know each other, but I learned to trust her over time.
As I relaxed, I began to feel nervous about people again. I kept remembering the man who hit me! One day I couldn't control my emotions anymore. Someone handled me without my mom's permission and I was scared! My mom was so upset as she watched me work out my panic in the paddock.
Meeting Auntie Ellen
My mom knew that I needed more help than she could give me. That's when she introduced me to Ellen! (Mom says that she works with other horses too through her business Kealey Horsemanship, but I don't believe her. I'm the only horse that matters.)
Over the last year and a half, Ellen has helped me learn how to manage my emotions. I still have a way to go: some days my anxiety bubbles over and everything in me screams to run for safety! But overall I am much happier and more relaxed.
Let's Go!
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A Word from Our Sponsor (aka Mom)
Hey, I'm Becky!
When I first fell in love with Selah in May 2020, I couldn't have imagined the wild ride she'd take me on.
I wish I meant that literally!
The trauma from her past started to resurface in late August 2020, only 3 months after I brought her home. I contacted Ellen to set up biweekly sessions with Say. It quickly became apparent that it would take months, possibly years, to help her learn to cope with the ever-shifting nature of life. Selah needed someone with skills far beyond mine to help her. She deserved an owner who could help her long-term for the rest of her life.
I was faced with a choice: I could sell her or I could become that owner.
I have struggled with that question over and over again. I don't have the experience. I'm holding her back. I can't help her the way she needs. But every time, I come to the same conclusion.
I can guarantee that she will be happy, healthy, and given every opportunity to thrive. I can ensure that she will always have someone there for her to help her. Even if I am never able to work with her, she will always have a home where she is safe and loved.
So on we forge. I work with every horse I can to sharpen my skills. I look after Selah's physical well-being while Ellen helps her emotions. I learn as much as I can as quickly as I can about everything I can to make me a better equine caretaker and horsewoman.
It's not easy. It's not quick. But we march on anyway!
Won't you join us?
