01/05/2026
🥰 Love them. That is enough ☺️
🐴💉 “Oh she’s stunning… what do you do with her?” 💭🐴
😅 The vet came to me for an annual vaccination. Just a routine visit. A simple task. One of those things that should feel straightforward. A quick check over, a bit of paperwork, a jab, a pat on the neck and back to normal.
But here it comes…
☺️ “Oh she’s stunning… what do you do with her?”
💭 It’s always said so kindly. Lightly. Curiously. No judgement in it at all.
🙈 But still something in me always pauses, because my brain immediately starts searching for the “right” answer.
Do I say she’s in work?
Do I explain what we’re building towards?
Do I make it sound like she has a job that justifies me having her?
🫢 And before I’ve even spoken, I already feel it. That quiet pressure, that sense that she should be doing more.
💭 And the truth is, all I really want to say in that moment is simple. I love her. That’s what I do with her. I love her. But it never feels like that’s a “good enough” answer.
😓 So instead I find myself adding to it, dressing it up, making it sound more acceptable, more like she’s earning her keep in the world. Because somewhere, somebody decided that a horse must have a job to not be wasted. And when she’s 7, stunning, in her prime, there’s that quiet expectation sitting in the background that she should be doing more.
So I’m left not thinking about the vet at all. I think about my answer.
💭 Am I doing enough with her?
💭 Am I wasting her?
💭 Should she be further along by now?
💭 Is love alone enough?
💛 But she doesn’t carry any of that. She just stands there, happy in herself, completely unaware she’s just been measured against a world she never agreed to. She only knows how she feels with me.
🤔 And maybe that’s what these small moments quietly expose. Not every horse has to be “used” to be meaningful. Not every partnership has to be justified through output.
💭 Sometimes the most honest answer really is the simplest one.
🫶🏻 I love her. That’s what I do with her.
🥰 Love always, Hx
