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Post by Aida on May 16, 2007 16:03:35 GMT 1
I thought we could all have a go at the '5 you won't forget' that was on the back page of horse and hound a while ago. You choose 5 horses that really stand out in your life and write a short summary about them. Only rule is you're not allowed to exceed 5 (tough, I know) Dunlin was the first pony I rode at Knowle Riding Centre. Although I had been having riding lessons for about 2 years, Dunlin was the first pony I fell in love with. He was 38 when I rode him, and lived for some years after wards. I remember being in a lesson on him with lots of other younger ponies, and him being the most forward going of the bunch. I cried for days after that holiday, until my dad agreed I could go back. And I've gone back at least once a year ever since, even though Dunlin passed away a few years ago. Rosie was 14.3, and ironically bigger than my current pony although it was over ten years ago when I rode her! I learnt to gallop on her (well, that kiddie learning to gallop when you think you did but with hindsight probably didn't really) I can remember my instructor taking me out on a hack with her and me loosing control and nearly passing her, so she lent over and grabbed the rein and neatly tucked me back in behind her horse. Great fun! Rosie was another one who grew very long in the tooth, and I think she was well into her 30's when she eventually passed away. Spider (on the right) was the first pony I really jumped on. He wasn't much of a looker but at 13hh had a surprisingly large jump, but he would stop if you weren't paying attention. He was a softy most of the time, but every so often on a hack he would get the call of the wild and bomb past everyone else (which at eleven years old I absolutely loved!) He gave me loads of confidence and much to some of the grooms surprise I would always want to ride him. I wrote a diary to him for a year, and at the end of each entry I would give him a (virtual) present ranging from hay bales to Oakleys Horseboxes. When I was poorly I would dictate to my mum and she would write it for me, because it was very important he got his present! I still save a carrot to give to him when I visit Knowle. Kizzy made me into the rider I am today. I had to develop nerves of steal to learn to deal with this feisty mare. You name it, Kizzy did it. Bucked, reared, napped, dropped shoulder, bit, kicked...even down to that dragging your knee through the post thing. The only thing she didn't do with me was roll while I was on her (but she had done that with other people in the past) I hit the deck I don't know how many times but I always managed to pick myself back up somehow and get on with it. Eventually I formed a really strong partnership with her and jumped her show jumping and x country (not at social events though as she had rather disgraced herself at them by kicking other peoples ponies!) I loved her to pieces and people thought I was mad for doing so, but I do think that she liked me back. Unfortunately, when I really started to get to grips with her I outgrew her and had to move on. But my mum's shoulder still bares the scar from Kizzy's teeth for us to remember her by. Stroller is my current pony. He's 14hh and a little small for me, but luckily he's not the sort who needs any leg aids to get moving! In fact in the four years I've had him we've never lost a race and we've raced some BIG horses, including thoroughbreds. I taught him to jump, and now am working on our dressage. He's my perfect horse and I will never swap him. I did once try to move onto horses, but nothing compared with him so now I just put up with looking a little bit tall on him. The only downside to him is as of yet I have not managed to put the ramp of the trailer up while he is in there...but we will get there one day! Until then, we're quite happy turning up at local shows and surprising everyone by winning! There's nothing I love more than galloping through the woods on Stroller, leaving everyone else standing! (Oh dear, now it looks like I've never ridden anything above 15hh!) Hope I haven't bored you all to death. Now it's your turn and I promise to read them all!
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Post by bettysstarman on May 16, 2007 16:41:11 GMT 1
well i'll start with a donkey my grandads he was called eeyore i just used to sit on him bareback in heacoller and rope and wander round the fields i was about 2 next would be tweedle the riding school pony i learnt to ride properly on he had a knack for finding the muddyest puddle and dropping his shoulder
next beaulieu she was my first own pony 14hh NF not the best jumper or dressage but she got you round and we won afew rossettes she was passed on to another girl for a 1st pony
next polly she was14hh AA she was a realjumping machine got upo JA in 4 years and was unbeatable in XC she died of a heart attack aged 22
then mashy she was a ex racer that had been mistreated i borrowed the money offmy gdad to buy her i taught her to jump and she became my best freind in the world nothing was too much trouble for her I lost herto colic at xmas aged 18
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Post by amelia on May 16, 2007 16:49:54 GMT 1
1. Zebedee – my first true love at the riding school I learnt at. He was about 15hh and was an appaloosa – because of his height he was usually used for the adult lessons so I had to book months in advance to get him. He was just so lovely – forward going, fun and such a beautiful temperament. I was distraught when I found out a few years after leaving the riding school that he had died of a cancerous tumor the spotty one in the middle 2. Lucky – 13hh arabx 20+yrs mare - again from the riding school – I had her on loan for a summer because she used to get very difficult when she came into season so couldn’t be used for lessons. I wasn’t too keen on her before to be honest but I ended up having the most wonderful summer ever – by the end of it we had built up a lovely relationship and she taught me a huge amount. 3. Red – 16hh chestnut TB gelding - the absolute love of my life who is my biggest regret. He was at the yard where I used to loan a pony – he was bought to sell on and I’ve never wanted anything so much in my life but he was too much money and my parents were not in a position to buy me a horse He ended up being sold to a complete novice who used him to give pony rides to her 2 yr old kid – he was ruined and when she ran out of money to keep him she moved him to a stable in someone’s garden with no company and didn’t look after him properly – I visited him and he looked like a skeleton. She exchanged him for a bombproof cobby type and the dealer sended up selling him on as a fantastic showjumper for a lot of money. I often wonder what if…… the day he was sold to the dealer 4. Jaye – 14.3hh Bay TbxHackney Mare – My first horse on loan, and wow did she teach me lots!! She was the fastest pony on the planet – she knew 2 paces – hackney trot (don’t know how I sat to that!) and flat out gallop!! She had a heart of gold and was extremely exciting to ride. She taught me about lightness of aids, how to deal with something “hot” and she showed me what I wanted in my own horse when I finally got one, that leads me to………. 5. Sunny (Simara Sunrise) – My world, my earth, my sky, my everything :-). 14.2 (well just under) chestnut Arab x mare. She was my first horse and was 100% unsuitable! But I loved her and stuck with her through thick and thin and we have the most incredible bond. She’s so sensitive, she has this sixth sense and just seems to know what’s going on inside my head. She’s my best friend and I would be lost without her. She’s given me the most precious gift – her son Sparks who will hopefully be my horse in a million. and one of us 3 6. Sorry had to have a sixth as couldn’t leave my little Shants out. 13.3hh connie x grey mare – she is my perfect first pony unfortunately she came in to my life 10 years too late!! But she still taught me a lot – she made riding fun for me again after losing my confidence. She kept me on my toes at all times (she’s forever getting herself caught up in anything she possibly can be and walking in to places she shouldn’t when you’re not looking). She’s out on loan to a fellow dger who is doing wonderful things with her.
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Post by sara on May 16, 2007 17:15:25 GMT 1
Prince - The first pony I ever rode regually. He was fab, and I rode him for about a year before the riding school sold him Spring - The most wonderful and kind horse I have ever ridden or known. I was about 6 when I first ride him, and he was this massive 15.3 TBx type. He was so big for me, my feet didn't even go past the end of the saddle flaps! He must have been 26/27 years old when I first started to ride him, and he seemed to know that he had a complete novice on his back, and looked after me so well. I loved him to pieces, and was completly gutted when he was PTS about 6 years ago at the ripe old age of 34. Crescent - An arab welsh x. She was fabulous, and dispite being in her 20's was a fiesty little bugger! She lived to jump, and really boasted my confidence. She was PTS a year ago, well into her 30's. Mistral - I loved this little mare sooo much. She was a 15.2hh bay cobby type. I did lots of work with her, she had never really jumped before, and so we learnt together. After lots of ending up on the floor we had a brillient partnership, and it was her that really inspired me to look for something of my own. Lloyd - What can I say about Lloyd? He is the most fantastic horse I could ever ever imagine having the priviledge to own. He is so kind and generous, and although he can be challenging and bolshy to ride at times, he will try his absolute heart out for me if I ask him. Although being the total opposite of what i was looking for, I could not imagine a horse that could possibly suit me better. He compliments me perfectly, and makes me proud daily. I still cannot believe how lucky i am to have him.
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Post by wills on May 16, 2007 19:39:51 GMT 1
Willow - My first ever ponyio ;D Got him on loan for 6months and ended up keeping him, sadly only had him a year, when he died of colic at 36 +, taught me so much and finally how to say goodbye He was my one in a million pony, will never b forgotten. dnt have any pics of him on the pc tho Annie - 14.3 liver chesnut ISP mare. Had on loan for about 6 months, sadly things jsut didnt work out for us, she gave me a major scare and put me off riding her, however she was a wonderful we mare, who i loved very much and in some ways the biggest regret so far, wish id had the guts to stick with her, but finally relised if i loved her so much i could let her go, which i did and shes now in a fantastic home, with people who can give her the life she deserves. Olly - My current horse,25 yo 16.2 tbx connie. Got him 18months ago, supposedly for a year . . . fell madly in love ;D ;Dand have him now for the rest of his days ;D Taught me so much! How to hold on and when not to hold on Given me confidence with "hot" headed horses, learnt so much about diffrent injurys since ive had him taught me how to bandage super fast and how to worry lots! Loves his jumping and hacking, hes just so rewarding to handle, and i love him to bits Maisie - 10yo cobby type mare, not mine but my best friend wonderful wonderful mare, who i love as if shes my own! The reason why me and her mum are best friends, lovely to ride, has a brilliant personality. Amelia can have 6, since ive only gor 4 atm ;D its nice reading about everyone elses ;D
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Post by swallowsmum on May 16, 2007 21:01:17 GMT 1
horse with no name....used to live in a field behind my house when i was little. made me realise horses were fab.
conker....1st pony i ever jumped. stopped dead at a tiny cross pole, threw me over it and then decided to jump it after me. stomped on my thigh on landing leaving a perfect hoof print bruise!! i still remember the pain.
lady. the first horse i had on loan as a teenager. she was about 16hh and in her late twentys, she was so well for her age and i spent hours on her back hacking around the countryside and took her to lots of shows were she loved to do the clear round. she was a gentle old girl and loved somebody to fuss over her as she had been left in a field for years as her owner had moved away and left her with her elderly parents who were lovely people and let me do what i wanted with her.
tzar. the next horse i had on loan, totally different a 15.2hh bay gelding. i loved this horse, it took a while for us to click (first time i rode him he tried me out by broncing his way around the field. when he realised he could nt get me off, he kind of looked me up and down and thought "ok, you'll do!") boy ,this horse could jump!! when i look at my photos of him now, it scares me to just think of what we jumped! when my loan ended i was totally devasted. i took a break from riding for over 10 years as i did nt want to go through the same emotional rollercoaster.
swallow. got swall purely by accident. she was the result of a text message from my friends wife asking me if i wanted her on loan. i had only just started riding again, and it did nt take me long to text her back (about 10 seconds i think!) not long after i started my loan with her, they were getting divorced, so quickly bought her as i did nt want to loose another one! swallow has taught me so much, not just about riding and horse care, but about life in general. i went through a tricky phase with her when she was lame, and its made me realise how precious they are, and how we should cherish each and every moment with them. shes a mare with a definate opinion on how things should be done, but overtime, we have developed into a partnership, which is so special. and i feel very proud of her, not because shes a superstar competition horse (in our dreams!!!), but because she is a nice fun horse who behaves impecably whenever i take her out in public!!
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Post by Aida on May 16, 2007 21:46:32 GMT 1
There's some really lovely stories. Keep 'em coming!
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Post by HeatherL* on May 16, 2007 21:49:16 GMT 1
I'm too old to have photos of all of my 5 but they are in order. Oscar a little Welsh Sec C that I rode at the local riding school, all the other kids hated him as he planted and refused to move. I loved him, he was new to the riding school and was a well schooled little pony, squeeze instead of kick, a soft contact and he was a dream pony. My dad wanted to buy him for me but I was 11 at the time and growing tall so he was talked out of it. I'll always remember him he was very special. Sapphire a 14.2 TB x Fjord I had on loan. She was gentle and kind but a fun foward going ride. She had not a single vice and I had so much fun with her. Being with her and riding was true indepenance for me and I hacked her all over the place for hours and she never put a foot wrong. I loved her so much she was the first horse that I had all to myself and I'll never forget how special it felt being on her back I was very proud of her. Lady our beloved 14.2 Arab, my friend and I bought her together as a just backed 4 year old. I was only 16 we must have been nuts! She was the most loving and gentle soul with perfect manners. When people say Arabs are all highly strung and too sensitive I think of her and can't believe that can be true. She loved fuss and cuddles and you could curl up with her in the stable laying against her belly and snooze with her. She was one in a million and I'll never forget her. Caesar a 17.2 ID x TB another loan horse. I'd never ridden such a sharp horse like him before and it was a steep learning curve. He had so many issues but he taught me so much, if I ever could have bought him I would have done. I haven't given up hope that one day he'll come home to me. Oh god now I'm crying Last but definately not least is my precious Bella. A funny little girl who wobbled down the ramp of the lorry at the yard a year ago and straight into my heart. She was bought by our lovely yard owners as a project to sell on. There was just something about her funny little mug complete with roman nose and I knew I had to have her. She a sensitive intelligent little soul and as she's only just turned 4 and I'm pushing 40 it's likely she'll be my last horse and I hope we'll grow old together. She is the sunshine in my life ;D
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Post by gemma on May 16, 2007 22:04:54 GMT 1
Gosh, I don't think I can come up with 5!
1. Lulu - Liver chestnut mare (the one that started my chestnut obsession!). Unknown breeding of about 14.2. The pony that I 'learnt' to ride on.
2. Jethro - a stunning 16.2 chestnut Hannovarian gelding who taught me to jump (badly!).
3. and 4. Kalim and Florence - my friend's two horses who I can't separate out. An arab and anglo-arab respectively, its these two who taught me how to ride PROPERLY. With these two I did my 1st endurance rides, and caught endurance-itis and arab-itis.
5. Minnismoor Mistique - my most precious girl. The first pony I have owned. I went out, a naive and inexperienced owner, I had a vision of me on a stunning, fiery arab. Marigold's breeders took one look at me and gently pointed me in the direction of a far more suitable mount - and how right they were!!!
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Post by HeatherL* on May 16, 2007 22:07:57 GMT 1
This is such a lovely thread, it's so nice reading about all your special horses. More please!
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Post by zoeshiloh on May 16, 2007 22:14:32 GMT 1
1. Liquorice - I begged my parents to buy this horse for me. He was only 14.2hh (or thereabouts) and he was on working livery at the local riding school. He had a huge attitude problem, and often took off with people. I LOVED him, he was so fun to ride! Unfortunately the riding school said he wasn't suitable as a working livery, and the owner (unable to do DIY, or afford part livery) had to sell him. It broke my heart that we weren't able to buy him 2. Squirrell - I was given Squirrell as a project to work on by the riding school where I helped and rode. He was a just backed 4yo that wasn't sutiable for use in the riding school quite yet, and so he was given to me to play with in return for the free work I did. I loved that horse, and when my dad finally agreed to lend me some money to buy a horse, we tried everything to convince the owner of the school to sell him, but she wouldn't part with him. He was the first horse I sat on that reared with me as well, and he certainly taught me a lot of lessons about riding young horses. I recently saw him at a show being ridden by one of the riding school kids, and he was been whipped and dug with spurs every stride. I did go and mention it to the owner of the school, who remembered me and gave the girl a serious telling off, but she still wouldn't sell him. He was one of the most amazing horses I have ever met. I have a photo of him at home (a lovely metallic dun) that I will scan and upload at some point. 3. Freddie was such a fun loving little TB. He came to Moorcroft straight off the track, he was bolshy, colty and very aggressive. But to me he just seemed like a big pony. He had such a cheeky personality, and we bonded instantly. I loved riding him, and I spent everyday schooling him. Unfortunately he suffered a lot of colic attacks, which at the time the vet put down to worms. The centre was sponsored by a company that made worming granuals, and these were fed to the horses in their dinner. Despite Freddie not eating his, the food was just thrown away and he was put down as having been wormed. When I approached Sue and asked her if I could buy a wormed and worm him with a syringe, she wouldn't let me, saying that it would affect their sponsorship deal (not sure how they would have found out). I tried several times to convince them that I could adopt Freddie, but they said they wouldn't let him go until he had stopped having colic attacks. A month later they had him PTS as they said he was suffering too much with constant attacks. A post mortem revealed he was riddled with worms. Now I look back and wish I had just bought a wormer and done it behind their backs, but when you are 18 you don't dare go against your employer. 4. Evy - I never ever expected her to show up on a list of my 5 best horses, but she certainly deserves to be here! She was originally bought as a project for me to bring on and sell, but after backing her we realised she had enormous potential, and I decided to keep her for myself. When I went to university I put her on loan to what seemed like a competent young girl, who although nice, had no experience of young horses, and let her run rings around her. The result was a stroppy TB mare that wouldn't let anyone near her. When we took her back it took us 14 hours to load her (this was a horse that until then had walked straight into a box or trailer). She would rear being lead down to the field. It would take me 30 minutes to walk 100 yards! Kelly and Ian helped me, and effectively saved Evy's life (a vet wanted her PTS as she was so dangerous). I started riding her again, and was having lessons with William Funnell at the time. Pippa was watching one of my lessons, and asked for a go on Evy, and they got on brilliantly. They had Evy at theres for a little while, and then I took her to my dressage trainers for a week intensive course, but Evy fell in the field and hurt her back, so has now been given a few years off to have babies instead. I am still very tempted to bring her back into work after her next baby though. 5. Save the most important horse until last - BEN - he is definately my horse of a lifetime, and I will never find another one like him! He has such an individual character its unreal. We were so lucky to get Ben, I had him on loan for a year before I bought him. Jo had imported him from Holland as a yearling, paying what back then was an astronomical price for him. Then when her marraige broke up she couldn't keep him, so she loaned him out. I had my fair share of spills, smashing my shoulder (now pinned) and breaking my back. Several times I thought about sending him back, but we persevered. When we bought him, Jo admitted that she had only backed him the week before I had taken him on loan (she had told us he had been ridden for a year, seen traffic and gone to lots of shows. He had actually been sat on twice and never seen a road in his life) so that explained a lot! I look at Ben, and know that everything he does is what I have taught him (good and bad). He is seriously my horse of a lifetime, and nothing will ever come close. We have had amazing highs (winning at a national championship) and incredible lows (breaking my back and him undergoing two major operations and almost losing his life). I don't know what I would do without him, he is my world! The most forgiving horse in the world!
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Post by pipgibson on May 16, 2007 22:37:37 GMT 1
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Post by KoLaTo on May 16, 2007 23:02:13 GMT 1
Mmmm, only 4 really stick in my mind.....
1 - Shandy - Palomino Welsh A/B of about 11 or 12hh- My first pony, confirmed bucker that no-one else would ride so Dad agreed for me to have him....... taught me how to stay on - LOL - Still have the scars on my face.....
2 - Cavalier - Palomino Welsh x TB of 15.3hh - Way too big and strong for a 12 yr old but taught me how to jump 4ft 6 and stay on, crushed my ribs, broke my collarbone, re-arranged my thigh muscles once as well.......
3 - BOY aka Billy The King - RIP - Palomino Welsh x Arab of 15hh - My horse of a lifetime, was with me for 20 yrs before a tragic accident took him from me. Will never get over him and taught me all i know about horses..... took me to the top and back down again...
4 - Stoak Viceroy AKA Kobi / my little orange man - Welsh B 12hh - my daughters pony but filled a great big gaping horse shaped hole 2 wks after i lost my Boy - has brought me back to ponies full circle and reminded me how much fun little ones can be and how much bigger their problems can be sometimes.....
Can ya see the Palomino Welsh thing going on here....... LOL
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Post by emi on May 16, 2007 23:05:44 GMT 1
1.Callum - Callum was a 13-14hh ish ( I can't remember, he was big to me then but I was smal!) riding school pony - but not your typical one! He wa a gorgeous but scruffy Highland type - I loved his black 'zebra stripes' on his legs! He was a pretty wizzy pony and everso strong but I loved him. He was the one I chose to ride if I was given the choice, the one I looked after on the pony days. But the yard got strangles and the riding school closed down for a little bit and when it reopened, Callum had been sold. He went to a jumping home though which I suppose suited him more than the riding school. 2. Dusty- Dusty again wasn't your average riding school horse. She was the most beautiful arab chestnut mare - 14.3, so only just a horse but I remember being told that arabs were always horses even if they were pony height. She was ridden in a bitless bridle which was a novelty to the riding school client,and was so so responsive and gentle. She was for sale when I started riding her and mum seriously considered letting us buy her (we didn't know this at the time) but decided against it for various reasons. 3. Jemma - Jem was our first pony. She taught me basically everything I know about horse care and riding difficult horse - she sure as hell wasn't easy. Buying her was jumping in at the deep end although we didn't know it. She had terrible anxiety/separation problems and would take every opportunity to gallop full pelt back home/to the other horses. Her ground manners were appalling, especially with a lightweight 11 year old like my self. We got a lot of conflicting advice about her and tried to sell her only weeks after having her, so when I found a book in Ottakers entitled "Perfect Manners"I thought it would be perfect and it was. Thoguh things I learnt from kelly's books, demos and workshops I transformed Jem into the best pony to lead. We built up the strongest relationship as she learnt to trust and respect me and that was the biggest achievemnt. She was still a probblem to hack out, but we got so far in the 2 years I had her. She was also an unbeatable little jumper - fast and careful, but would never jump higher than hole 9 in chase me charlies! She used to always have her ears flat back in the school - but never on hacks: We gave her the show name of "Ever Hopeful" because she was allllways looking for food. She was the piggiest, fatest mare you ever knew. And so clever! 4. Starsky - The Best Pony In The World. We got him for my sister who at 9 couldn't handle Jem. He is such a contrast - the most honest little pony in the world. He doesn't trust anyone and can be a bit of a nervous wreck when it comes to scary things and coloured poles but he's the best little first pony. The summer we sold Jem I rode Star man and has some of the best times. I was a lanky 13 year old on a 13hh lightweight pony but he was a star bless him. Despite his fear of jumps I taught him to love XC and we even went round a minimus SJ course complete with coloured poles - and won!!! He's out on loan to our yard owners now, doing what he does best - teaching little kids to ride. He went to PC camp with YO's son last summer and seemed to love it! 5. The ony and only Connor- He was barely 4 when we got him but you wouldn't have know it save for the baby habits of chewing the leadrope and playfighting in the field. He's changed a lot - as ababy he was a very docile and laid back pony with the other horses, not he asserts him self a lot more and is very very spoilt brat like! We've done everything together - SJ, XC, PC and camp, JumpX, showing, dressage and we're getting better by the day. he's the hrose that surprises everyone. They always say "I didn't realise he was that young" or "He doesn't look like he could jump that big". So many people have asked us for first refusal on him it's untrue. He's got a heart of gold but he can be a cheeky monkey sometimes. He loves people and attention and grooming and cuddle and always has this happy, innocent look on his face. He's nearly 7 already and I can't believe he's growing up. He's got a home for life with us - no doubt about it.
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Post by azura on May 17, 2007 0:00:35 GMT 1
well here's mine 1. shylock, a 14.2hh bay. At the age of 11, my dream horse. He was way too big for me, but I was desperate to ride him. I got him to look after will on a riding holiday at our local riding school. He throw me off on the beach, and so started my love affair with salty water, as I have seemed to of ended up in it many times since. He got sold just after that and I was gutted. 2. Jason, my 14hh PBA. He loved people on his own terms but you could usually win him round with a polo. Had a love for showing you up and on entering the showjumping arena would check out how many people were watching. Not many and he'd go clear, lots and a dirty stop, guaranteeing to land you in a heap of poles and trot off pleased with himself. He past away last year and is buried next to his friend. He was 30. 3.Barrel. My 1st proper Arab, I bought her with my college grant. A girl I would of loved to show but hates traveling. Anyone can ride her and she's so gentle. She gave me my beautiful Azura for my 21st birthday present. She is 20 this year and about to have her last foal. 4. Bint Jacio. A sad end to a fab start in life. A top class Arab mare of fantastic breeding, born in Spain, bought to Germany as a yearling, Gained the tittle of European junior Champion. Ended up in California at Om el Arab through Divorce. He grand- daughter has twice been US National Champion Mare. She was bought by my Bosses at Rosthwaite for alot of money. But they didn't like chestnuts so she was leased to Gucci. She had serious colic. She survived the op, but had complications. I bought her for very little, a sick unhappy girl. She regained her weight, her confidence and I rode her everywhere. She looked a mess though as she was scared from pressure sores due to bandaging wet legs while in hospital. She gave me 2 fillies, before her life was cut short with a twisted gut again. 5.Shahlie. Sometimes someone really special comes into your life. I don't really have favorites, but she had something. Kindness,was always there waiting, and never seemed to get upset with you. Also she gave the best back massage with her muzzle and no teeth. She lived for the show ring and would turn it on anywhere, British Nationals or the local village show, you just had to try and keep up. I don't think there is a day that goes by I don't miss these 3 horses, I'm just glad they are still together.
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