My sweetest Daudy Belle
Oh Audrey… Where do I start?! …At the beginning, I guess.
I bought Audrey as a then 2yo as my first “proper“ dressage horse to train right from the beginning. She was beautiful, elegant and exactly what dreams are made of. I brought Audrey off a video from the horse Stud I worked at with Ellie May. I broke my “must see them in the flesh” rule, but trusted the breeders and laid my eyes on her for the first time as she stepped off the truck, travelling from the Southern Highlands to Brisbane.
Audrey arrived as a gangly almost 2yo, and was everything the video promised. I took the next 12 months getting her used to being a 'pet' and teaching her voice cues. I mouthed her (bridle), taught her to lunge and long rein and then decided to give breaking in a go with long distance mentoring from my coach. Us two novices worked it out together and our ridden journey began.
You had to be 100% focused working with Audrey, she was a primadonna in every sense of the word. Every single emotion was heightened. Loving and cuddly, falling asleep in your arms when tired (or in your lap if lying down), trembling like a leaf when scared and bucking at tree branches in the paddock when excited. She wore her heart on her sleeve and overthought e.v.e.r.y.thingggg.
Her jump and movement was magic to ride. She was powerful and electric and always had you thinking you could rocket launch into space (together and sometimes just you lol). It was always a balancing act, constantly walking the tightrope between too little and too much, and never completely balanced. Intimidating, but highly addictive!
While we never really ventured into the ridden competition scene together, learning how to work with a horse so complex is one of the most rewarding (& sometimes heartbreaking) experiences I have ever had.
Horse owners will know that there are the tonka tough ponies that get through virtually vet free and then… and then there are those like Audrey. There were so many injuries and incidents, I really can’t remember them all, but the one that sealed her riding career I watched happen on the morning of our wedding.
Going down to feed everybody in the morning and do some last minute checks, she decided to run up the paddock, see the fence last minute, go skidding through and fall over. While she got up straight away and looked like nothing was wrong, we went on to figure out that she had broken 3 vertebrae in her wither and did a bunch of soft tissue damage to one of her fetlocks/pasterns. She mostly healed and I brought her back into work, but she was never the same and eventually I conceded defeat and put her in foal to produce my next horse.
Audrey went in foal first go and after a couple months started showing exactly how human mothers feel in pregnancy. She didn’t want to leave her stable, just wanted to sleep and eat and be cosy. As the pregnancy progressed (trimester 2 and 3!) she came out of her stable and lived life again, keeping me on my toes until her foal was born 2 weeks late.
I was there for the birth of her foal, Lennon (next blog), and it was one of the most beautiful memories I will ever hold. You can watch the birth here.
Ever the teacher, Audrey showed me the true bond between dam (mother) and foal. Might as I try to stop them depending on each other as Lennon got older, she always acted like his mother. When he was gelded in the paddock outside her yard (as a yearling), he had general anaesthetic and gently fell to the floor… Audrey, watching us all intently, screamed out and began pacing up and down. I had to leave the vets and console Audrey until the procedure was complete and he awoke and stood up. He walked over to the yards (grogily) and she was nickering, checking him all over to see if he was ok. Up until her fateful day 6 years later, she was always protecting Lennon and watching out for him and it has made me re-think my beliefs and everything about how we manage horses.
While I tried to bring Audrey back under saddle after Lennon was born, her injuries prevented us and she ended up properly retiring and enjoying her life in the paddocks, being the diva she was and hand fed and mollycoddled daily. When I would try to leave her paddock and she wasn’t done with me, she would power walk past and stop directly infront so I had to continue giving her attention, scratches and cuddles.
She was always up for cuddles.
At the age of 16, Audrey developed a neurological condition due to an unknown cause. In the middle of a big thunder and lightning storm, I was out in the paddock with the vet, beside her as she took her last breaths.
My sweetest Daudy Belle and biggest teacher. The world is so much bigger than we realise.
