11/24/2025
I love them all dearly
At some point this winter, every horse owner ends up in the same spot:
stood in the mud, staring at their horse, realising they are now the CEO of a financially ruinous, emotionally demanding, hay-powered charity.
You start doing the mental maths.
Feed and Hay prices that make you sweat.
Livery fees creeping up like a bad jump scare.
Rugs that cost the same as a weekend away.
Vets who arrive, press a stethoscope to your horse's chest, and bill you enough to ruin your month.
And the horse?
Blissfully ignorant.
Living their calm, forage-based dream while you spiral over spreadsheets.
Hereās the thing no one says because it feels a bit too raw.
The only reason your horse is thriving in this current economic crisis is because you are quietly breaking yourself in tiny, responsible ways.
They donāt know that itās you budgeting, cutting corners, selling tack, cancelling plans, eating beans on toast so they never miss a farrier appointment.
Horses only experience the outcome:
āØļøwarmth
āØļøroutine
āØļøfull belly
āØļøpredictable humans
They never see the emotional and financial gymnastics behind it.
People joke about āhorse poor,ā but underneath the humour is a level of devotion most people canāt imagine.
Youāre out here holding an animalās entire world together while the country falls apart round the edges (financially)
So if you're feeling stretched, tired, tetchy, or one invoice away from tears, it isnāt because youāre failing.....
Itās because youāre doing everything right in a system that makes it absurdly hard right now.
Your horse is safe because of you.
Thatās the quiet, unglamorous truth of the current climate. š