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I hope I get to run again
January 30, 2013, 19:41
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Hi, I’m Jealous. My full name is Paint Me Jealous. I used to be called Paint. Sometimes, I am Jelly Belly. I am telling my story now, because I am getting tired. I want to go somewhere and take a long rest where my body doesn’t hurt me anymore, then maybe I can come back in the midst of a thundering herd carrying Heavenly Hosts. I sure used to like to run. jealous running in yard
I was a barrel horse in my younger days. My owner took really good care of me and loved me lots. I got to go race very often. It was fun and I loved it. Eventually, I had to stop racing, I didn’t want to. But my knee hurt and I couldn’t run fast any more. My owner still loved me though. She kept me and rode me on trail rides. I liked to go fast on those rides. They were really fun.

Sadly she had to move to Texas. She didn’t think I could make the trip that far and stay healthy, so she gave me to this really nice Indian looking man. I think he was a real Indian. He lived in a round house, but we couldn’t run around it. He really liked me and took good care of me. I was happy there. He took me out on trail rides sometimes, and I tried to behave. It was kind of hard to though, He was putting my bridle on backwards.
Well he decided to move too. I hoped I could go back to my other owner, but I still couldn’t go to Texas. I came to Rescue Riders. I got tack I could wear properly and they tried to teach me to go slower. Moving slowly isn’t for me though. I like to run. So I got fostered. That is a good thing. I got to go stay with a girl who really knew how to ride.
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We went on wonderful trail rides. jealous overlocking lake

They were the best, maybe better than being with my old owner. I loved that girl. One of her horses died and another got sold. I was an only horse. That was the best. I missed them for a couple days, but then I realized I could get all the attention and there were other horses near by.

They had to move, some where nearby but no room for horses, so I got to go back to Rescue Riders. Other people rode me, but I was happiest when the girl who fostered me came and rode.100_1931

I was slowing down, but I still wanted to go fast. Walking was not for me.DSCN0010

I got retired from riding because I was to sore to trot, but didn’t want to walk. My legs and neck and back were really starting to ache. I was sad when I was retired. I did not like to stand around and do nothing. 
So they let me come out and get ridden again. I got the smaller, light weight kids. They tried to keep me walking, but I would sneak in a trot whenever I thought I could. I did have to give up running though. 2011 HTC 11-26 141

My legs got so achy and my back hurt so much that I couldn’t carry even the lightest rider any more. I needed pain killer just to move around the pasture. jealous knees
At least I could hang out with Buddy. He didn’t like me at first and used to chase me, but I kept pestering him and now we are best friends. I get to go in a nice stall to eat and rest by myself, but I am always happier back in the pasture with Buddy and those giant hay rolls. I love it when people curry me. It feels so good. I can’t scratch my back anymore. If I lay down to roll, I know I couldn’t get back up again. I miss those good rolls, and napping flat on my side in the sun, and running. I think I miss running the most. I think I will see if that thundering herd will thunder by Texas. That would be so fun. jealous rear

Jealous is running with the thundering herd now. I hope she got to lay down and take a good roll before she leaped up to run. We will miss her, but are glad she is out of the constant pain she was in. No longer will she fear laying down or falling and not being able to get back up.

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