Okay, so if you are not a horse person,
I am sure you don’t get it.
But to a horse person, this is major stuff.
I can’t remember if I bought it in 2001 or 2002.
It was after our first season of horse camping
– specifically tent camping –
and I knew THAT was not the way to travel.
I didn’t think we could afford anything more than our stock trailer,
but seeing that this horse thing was a family thing,
I made it work.
We felt so uptown to get the new trailer.
Beds for everyone.
A refrigerator and shower! Hot water!
I learned to pull it the next year
and it opened the door to many adventures.
With Mom’s portable Singer sewing machine,
for the first time since high school Home-Ec class,
Mrs. Harringer would have been proud!
Who’d of thought I could make cushions and pillows!
That trailer took us to participate in parades.
And seven Cowgirl Weekends.
It was filled with Mom's belongings after she died.
As the boys got older and grew out of the twin bed they shared
We set up cots in the back for their home away from home.
Case would hide in the trailer when angry;
the dogs giving him away by guarding its door.
It carried Gunner from the pasture when he was too hurt to walk.
It brought Windy home.
It packed a family
A couple of dogs
Filled with food and hay
And came home with memories.
The boys have lost interest.
It’s time to find a smaller trailer
that we can pull with a smaller truck.
Just for me.