I um'ed and ah'ed for ages about whether to sell big horse. I love him to bits, but he is so impractical for a pregnant mother who has dreams of cantering round with 2 children on furballs behind me. He's too big to lead from, terrified of ponies, such a dirty boy (once spending 3hrs every weekend washing 17,3hh of grey mud monster didn't bother me, now it feels like it is encroaching on precious riding time,) and he is sooooo clever. If I don't fill his brain with clever stuff he fills it with not-so-clever stuff, which is not always as much fun as he feels it should be. ("Ooh, you've learnt a fancy new dressage move" is always so much nicer than "ooh, you've learnt how to take you rug off at the far end of the field!")
He is, however, the most fabulous and wonderful horse I have ever had the pleasure to ride, let alone own. I am selling him with a heavy heart but know it is for the best all round, as he is not old and can have the kind of life he needs with someone else rather than being dragged out of a field, cold-hosed down and expected to perform without the right amount of preparation, which is what he gets with me. So I advertised him. I sang his praises in the ad, listing his numerous and considerable talents, finishing the advert with a light-hearted comment that he is a bit much for a busy mother who will be looking for another the same, but smaller and brown (I didn't want anyone to think he was for sale because he was naughty or defective, or because I was desperate for cash.) Then the ad states his price. As you might expect, I would like more than pennies for him.
I've just had my first phone call about him. The enquirer wished to swap him for her small brown mare. I explained that he was for sale, not for swap, and she lectured me that my ad was misleading, as I said I wanted something smaller and brown, and that was exactly what she was offering for him. I explained that the ad clearly states his price and that my comment was intended to convey that he was an unsuitable horse for my current circumstances, nothing more. I went on to say that I did not need another horse for about 10 months as I was pregnant, and it would not be wise to swap a horse I know and trust for one I do not at this stage in my life, when for the sake of a few more months I would be able to buy exactly what I wanted. She then said "Ah, yes. Some people do get an irrational fear of different horses when they are pregnant, don't they!"
So this woman has rung up and tried to swap my lovely horse for a random mare she doesn't want, accused me of misleading her, then accused me of 'irrational fear!'
Is it just me, or does she sound a bit bonkers?
I would rather not sell big horse, but as i have decided it is for the best I'd rather not have to deal with weirdos.