Drifter Appreciation Post

Well, we all knew this day would come. Drift is officially off to his new home with some amazingly kind people and his new human that is already head over heels with him. 

Naturally he had to be a pain one last time before he left. It took a few hours to catch him and then he was a dipstick about loading into a 2 horse like he's done a million times. I think it's his way of saying goodbye. The little butt head. 

Now here's the appreciation post part. Enjoy pony spam. I'll try to keep it to just pictures y'all haven't seen before but he's just so cheeky I can't help it with a few of these. I also want to point out that AM Seagfreed (siggy/sig/sigster) makes an appearance in here somewhere so RIP sigman. Still recovering from losing him. (For extra effect, read this with classical music in the background or a really sad country song or 'say something' or something like that.) BTW this is probably not the last you'll see of the butt munch. I'm hoping they'll make an appearance at wranglers or something in the future. 

Drift has been with me through SO much it isn't even funny. I got him on May 6, 2011, and we started from scratch. I unloaded him, pulled the bag of twizzlers away, and partially ignored the guys telling me how crazy he is and how he can't be ridden. Not even 2 months later, I'm basically handicapped after a bad ATV accident. (Still have a bummed ankle. It's cool to pop until it hurts) his riding training was postponed until I could actually get boots on over the swelling, so he got a rock solid foundation before me ever getting on. Flash forward to June 30, 2014. I'm cantering him bareback with no bit and have total control, we're trail riding with every type of horse imaginable, we're swimming... We're doing what we were told could never be done. We succeeded. We proved them all wrong. I hope his last owners find this blog, and I hope they kick themselves over letting this absolutely amazing horse go. I may complain about the little things, but he truely was an amazing partner to have and although I'm looking forward to the next step in my life, I'm going to miss this roley-poley, cheeky, pokey little dunce. Good luck, boy, I hope you enjoy your new life.