Oh, Universe… Why do You Tease Me?

So, my oldest best friend (as in “we were BFFs in grade school”, not “she’s a meeeellion years old”) lives in Tucson, AZ.  Her elderly mother just moved to Tucson from here in Central FL.  I volunteered to drive her mom’s car from here to AZ, then fly back home, an adventure I’ll be embarking upon in just a couple of days.

Guess what I just realized is in Tucson?  Al Marah Arabians!

Now, you have to understand that Arabians are my first love.  When I bought my first horse, Shantana, I was fully planning on breeding her.  I was certain, when I was sixteen years old, that all I wanted in life was to breed Arabian horses.

Then I figured out that I didn’t have enough money to do it right, & there were already way too many people doing it wrong.

In any case, Bazy Tankersley & Al Marah are on my short list of People Who are Doing it VERY Right!  While countless breeders are cranking out borderline-psychotic giraffe hybrids who are good for nothing but looking “exotic”, Al Marah is producing horses who have brains and athletic ability in addition to being drop-dead gorgeous.

Case in point, Al Marah Quebec:

Um… yes, please!  He’s approved by the American Trakehner Association, BTW.  ::swoons::

Anyway… Al Marah hosts an open house on the first Saturday of every month.  Unfortunately, that will be right after I leave Tucson.

That seriously makes me want to cry.

Mapquest says that Al Marah is only 25 minutes away from my friend’s house.  Perhaps I can just drive by & drool.