A.C. as he was called when he showed up at the stable I worked at. I started calling him Ace, it became his name but that will never be information confirmed. It really shouldn’t matter. It doesn’t matter. Really just calling him Ace was inevitable, I think. The dismay you may be sensing comes from another situation that had been a long time coming. Dominoes.
Anyway, there really are not bitter feelings here. Acers went to a wonderful home July 2018. Where he is better fitted and gets the love and work that he deserves. He’s a therapy horse and lives the job well. This year, I had the honor of going out and photographing Acers and the other therapy horses he lives with. It is no secret by now that this year has not been my favorite, and that day…I was not having a less than stellar week and was feeling more down that day than I had been.
This guy as I was finishing up, he became very loving was all about letting me love on him. Pretty much insisted on it. It is often said that animals can sense our emotions. I have always felt this to be true. There is also statistic data proving the positive effect animal/equine therapy can have on a person. Where he is now, he works with Vets and those suffering from PTSD. I would say he is a good at his job.
And…….him and the others, they made beautiful subjects and I think turned out some amazing pictures. I hope that you like these of Acers. They are just a few of my favorites.
Live, laugh, love, and let it ride.
~SMH, Montana Rose Photography~