So to make a long story short, there was an ad on the craigslist, and a person I know on FB had contacted the owner of a 2 yr old buckskin mustang colt. She couldn't take the horse due to her daughters age so passed the information to me.
I emailed the owner and we started texting.
At first she wanted nearly 200 for him, after a few hours she dropped the price to 85. Soon after that I found out he wasn't gelded, and she insisted that she could not and would not take less than 85. She had to have the money to pay for what was left on her rent and she was moving.
I said "oh well, if you need him hauled, let me know." she said " I can haul him".
SO I started to think about him, and I know I am slightly manic depressive, and I have highs and lows.
I know I am in a low phase because i CANNOT stop thinking about him.
I texted her again and got her to accept 75, I was supposed to go get him today, but I got two texts from her on
Monday saying she was available that morning. A previous text said she would not be home between 7:40-1pm on
Monday.
So texting back and forth, she gave me the address, and I scrambled to get the trailer hooked up, get the directions, throw some hay to my horses, then go get gas.
She had texted she needed him gone on MONDAY or he would be considered "dead stock", now I think she meant abandoned, but you just never know.
I texted "thats fine, I'll get directions via Mapquest." I called as I left the farm where my horses are at, and then texted after I had gassed up that I was on my way.
She came back with "I'm on my way to the Doctors..u didn't get back to me."
I pulled over and was seriously angry. I texted back, "I called and what part of "that's fine (in reference he had to be picked up on Monday or something terrible would happen to him) and I am getting directions did you not understand"
I then just threw up my arms and texted "I was trying to help, perhaps its best he be considered "dead stock".
I headed home, and this morning I just read I could get him for free, and her uncle would be there...
I want him so bad he is a buckskin mustang, with frosting on his mane, tiger stripes on his legs..
I had not realized that where I keep my horses, my friend would have an issue with me bringing him in.
She was willing to make the exception but her daughters would have a cow...
I have wanted a horse like him for a LOOOONGGG time.
Hay is very hard to get right now, but I have only a few horses so am able to get smaller amounts fairly easily.
Oh and the kicker, I googled the address and found out its a catholic order of foresters, I found a number and called them.
It turns out her grandfather either owns the property or is the care taker. I don't think grandpa would do something bad to the horse...
SO I am torn, I want him, I am worried about him. But I think she is lying just to get rid of him.
Help!
I emailed the owner and we started texting.
At first she wanted nearly 200 for him, after a few hours she dropped the price to 85. Soon after that I found out he wasn't gelded, and she insisted that she could not and would not take less than 85. She had to have the money to pay for what was left on her rent and she was moving.
I said "oh well, if you need him hauled, let me know." she said " I can haul him".
SO I started to think about him, and I know I am slightly manic depressive, and I have highs and lows.
I know I am in a low phase because i CANNOT stop thinking about him.
I texted her again and got her to accept 75, I was supposed to go get him today, but I got two texts from her on
Monday saying she was available that morning. A previous text said she would not be home between 7:40-1pm on
Monday.
So texting back and forth, she gave me the address, and I scrambled to get the trailer hooked up, get the directions, throw some hay to my horses, then go get gas.
She had texted she needed him gone on MONDAY or he would be considered "dead stock", now I think she meant abandoned, but you just never know.
I texted "thats fine, I'll get directions via Mapquest." I called as I left the farm where my horses are at, and then texted after I had gassed up that I was on my way.
She came back with "I'm on my way to the Doctors..u didn't get back to me."
I pulled over and was seriously angry. I texted back, "I called and what part of "that's fine (in reference he had to be picked up on Monday or something terrible would happen to him) and I am getting directions did you not understand"
I then just threw up my arms and texted "I was trying to help, perhaps its best he be considered "dead stock".
I headed home, and this morning I just read I could get him for free, and her uncle would be there...
I want him so bad he is a buckskin mustang, with frosting on his mane, tiger stripes on his legs..
I had not realized that where I keep my horses, my friend would have an issue with me bringing him in.
She was willing to make the exception but her daughters would have a cow...
I have wanted a horse like him for a LOOOONGGG time.
Hay is very hard to get right now, but I have only a few horses so am able to get smaller amounts fairly easily.
Oh and the kicker, I googled the address and found out its a catholic order of foresters, I found a number and called them.
It turns out her grandfather either owns the property or is the care taker. I don't think grandpa would do something bad to the horse...
SO I am torn, I want him, I am worried about him. But I think she is lying just to get rid of him.
Help!