The right family will come along.
You'll know the right person when they come. With both of my two relatively recent experiences this was true and both homes ended up being perfect for all concerned even though both horses were "special needs" in one way or another, and not easy.
My goodness, no, there is no such thing as a driving club around here! If you ain't herding doggies you don't need a horse. Most people have zero respect for little horses. "Pasture ornaments" is the nicest thing they say about them.
I've decided to tell the people "she is no longer for sale. She is feeling better and I am looking forward to driving her myself. Perhaps I can let you know if I offer her for sale in the future?"
Leave it up if you still want to sell her, just tell them you keep meaning to take it down
these ornaments work up a sweat, hike mountains, carry toddlers, pull adults, kids, sleds, garden plows, visit and nurture the elderly and vulnerable, and best of all, help carry our “baggage” as we walk through life. They may be small in stature but they have the heart of Man O War, or maybe in your country… Doc Bar and Shining Spark.
If I didn't know better, I'd swear you lived in my "neighborhood". I get the same reaction. Around here, it's largely barrel racers and ropers and some ranchwork; so I get a lot of "what do you do with them?" my pat answer is usually "enjoy them". [I lost my go to saddle horse, so lost most of my interest in riding, but not horses, so having horses you don't ride makes sense.]
Has the vet given you a lot of advice about diet changes? . All baby animals are like that i guess lol (looking at you, baby Nova 
). When I was pregnant I worked at a stable in the city, in the stables down the aisle were all the shetlands and minis who did lead rides at the fairs and markets, two to a stable. The guy who owned them was old but had a young wife and 2 daughters. They must’ve been 5 or 6 years old. Every morning before school they had to lead the ponies out for some turn out time and I remember vividly the two girls leading out the ponies and being utterly terrified. I never saw it but I guess they’d been bitten and/or kicked a few times… They were nervous but they toughed it out and kept going back for more horses coz it was their job. A few years later I took my little one for a lead ride on the same ponies, this time the little daughters were running the whole show. Unfazed and full of humour. Besides my own desire to get back into horse ownership, I’m glad we have the little one. The kids will all be at school soon and more independent, calm and focused and he will be a great companion to our future riding pony. He’s taught the kids so much… but it has been hard for all of them. I guess it’s a bit of a school of hard knocks!
