Mr. Tristan is off to a new adventure. We trailered him up to Whispering Pointe Farm in Michigan. He is now in the very capable hands of Martha Denver. She will be continuing and advancing his training and has plans to breed some of her mares to him. His traditional type and small size are ideal for all of the waaay too tall Irish Draughts that have been produced in recent years.
People always seem to say that it is best to keep Irish Draughts busy because if they get bored they can find all sorts of trouble to get into. Tristan proved this to be true. On the long (9 hour? 10 hour?) drive we found it necessary to stop on the shoulder of the interstate numerous times (10 or so). It is incredibly frightening to look in the side mirror while traveling 65 miles an hour to discover that the side 'people escape' door is open. The first time it happens you assume that you probably just hadn't gotten it closed quite tightly enough. When it happens again you decide that Tristan has somehow learned how to unlatch it. We tried locking the door to no avail. He still opened it. After we closed it again, we tried to open it but couldn't because it was locked???? We then resorted to tying him in such a way that his head had to stay toward the center of the trailer. He still managed to open the door. Perhaps he's a magician as well? All I know is that I was a nervous wreck and exhausted by the time we reached Martha's place.
There are 2 Pearls within 15 minutes or so from Whispering Pointe so Martha took us over there after Tristan was settled into his new stall. Tom and Marcia were very gracious, have a gorgeous place and have two fabulous Irish Draught geldings. We got to see Liam (Padi's Granite Summit) and Kieran(Padi's Granite Partner)looking pretty darn grown up now. Liam is full of himself as he always was and know he is drop dead gorgeous. Kieran is the same old practical joker. Tom told us a story about his morning. It turns out that somehow the electrical fence was out. Tom went out to check it out. While he was working on fixing it Kieran sauntered up, put his foot in the water trough and splashed away. Tom just happened to be right next to the water trough. He ended up soaking wet and Kieran had a good laugh.
It was wonderful to see all four of them again. If we hadn't been drop dead exhausted it would have been great fun to stay and chat. As it was we needed to go to bed because we had an equally long drive home. It was a nice drive home -- too long of course. It was a much less stressful drive when you didn't have to worry about the door popping open at any time.
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