Sooo… after a several weeks of hypothetically shopping I collected my new boy today. Not at all what I pictured i'd buy but I took the advice from those kind posters on here who helped get my head straight and I focused on my priorities. Safe, sound, sane. I've bought a 9 yr old cob x with lots of white hairy bits. He's an ex pony clubber who's owner has gone to uni leaving him with her parents and nobody to work him. We won't be pushing Carl Hester out of the way any time soon but we may (hopefully) get to have some fun.
The market is incredible at the moment. This boy was posted for sale on Wednesday and by Thursday the owner had 6 viewings and an unseen offer of the full asking price. I managed to sneek in early because a girl on my yard was at pony club with the owner and recommended me as somebody who would give him a good, forever home. I was almost gazumped but the owner really did want him to go to somebody who would keep in touch (and she could watch out for him through her friend on my yard).
During my search I enquired about an ordinary, run of the mill cob with an asking price of £6.5k thinking it's winter, no chance they'll get that. He sold in less than 24 hrs for very close to full price. It seems the world wants a safe cob... who would have thought it?
Thank you so much to all who steered me away from looks and helped me to focus on the really important bits of the adverts.
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