I don’t really know how to start about Paradigm Farm without sounding like I am gushing or I am being paid to do this. You can be assured that I am not being paid, I won’t guarantee about the gushing. Paradigm Farm is nothing less than wonderful. I always thought I would never “let my horse go” and that I would need to have him close to me to be a good mother. There is nothing farther than the truth. In being able to provide a well deserved “last chapter” for my Grand Prix Dressage horse, I could not have given him a better gift. Jason and Melissa don’t just care for the horses, they really care about the horses. To we owners, each horse is an individual with quirks and needs that we, as owners, cherish. Melissa and Jason listen to the owners and respect those quirks and needs that are so important to us. The perfect emotional support I needed.

One of the nearly tangible elements of Paradigm Farm is that Paradigm Farm is not some last ditch effort to save a piece of property. Rather, as crazy as it may seem, they run the farm because they love to take care of retired horses. And they do take care of them – nutrition, feet, vaccinations, clipping. In a way, it is the best assisted living a horse can get without being over the top. You see, it is still very important that the horses get to be horses.

I loved the fact that Melissa totally got what a goof ball my horse was. And that he never wanted to be in the barn again in his life. So, rather than making him adjust – they adjusted to him. The farrier and vet took care of him outside the barn where he wanted to be. After all, he had earned that in his life.

When the time came to discuss the eventual final sunset, it was comforting that while we all struggled with it (because they cared about him); he was able to go with the dignity he earned during his competitive life and the joy he found in his final years at Paradigm.

OK. Maybe I am gushing too much. However, while Paradigm was a gift I was able to give my horse in his senior years; Paradigm was in itself a gift to me as someone who finally let her horse go be what he was meant to be. A horse.