Get your minds out of the gutter!! Do you blame me for dreaming about him?
I've never actually met this horse. I know - how can a horse be the object of a persons' dreams and the subject of so many countless hours of thought when I've yet to touch his silken coat...but it's true. His name is Eagle. He's an untrained Mustang from the BLM Warm Springs HMA.
I've talked to Eagle's current owner/caretaker and she can't speak highly enough about him...she says that in her heart-of-hearts, she knows, without a shadow of a doubt, that Eagle will be a rock solid riding horse. And she knows Mustangs; and well, horses in general...she's been rescuing and adopting mustangs for many years, and she's a trainer/ranch hand and has been for most of her life. She does a lot of volunteer trail work on the Pacific Crest Trail, among others...and rides on trails you'd never catch this cowgirl on anymore.
This picture of Eagle was taken on one of those rides. This was his first ever pack trip, and he'd just decided that he was pretty sure they'd taken a wrong turn somewhere back down the mountain...and maybe he'd just take a little break if it was alright...
Pretty smart horse in my book. Plus, just look at his gaze...he's a heartbreaker, isn't he?
I think I'm a goner...
Do you think I'd be just plain numchuck nuts if I adopted a 10-year old untrained, only been mounted a few times genuine wild Oregon Mustang at my age???
Sleepless in Yamhill