I had a dream about my Izzy pony this morning and when I woke up, I'm glad it is not true.
I dreamt that I had sold her, she was at the old barn and she looked like shit. I had gone to see her, she was in her stall and there was a woman trying to get her to come up to her so she could pet Izzy, but Izzy was having none of it and stood at the back of the stall. When I came to the gate and said her name, it all changed. Her eyes and ears perked up and she literally ran across the corral to me.
I went in to show Izzy some lovin' and she was all over me to get it. Her sides were all sunk in, her topline was too from muscle atrophy showing lack of care and use. There were long scabs of missing hair along both sides of her back and hind end.
Of course when confronted, the new owner was not interested in selling her back. They were not interested in hearing how to fix anything or how to get Izzy back to looking like she should. She even showed me the papers on Izzy and told me it was a signed and legal "Done Deal" and that I needed to get "Get over it." But they were interested in going back and signing a First Right of Refusal. In case anything ever happened to the owner, I would get Izzy back so that nothing bad would happen to her......
That's when my alarm clock decided to go off. Because I had set it early 3 days ago and forgot to change it. I'm glad the dream is not true. I'm definitely Not glad that Izzy is still gone, but I know that she never fell into the wrong hands and for that I am forever grateful.
