My girls' first pony was a shetland. My oldest daughter was only two and the youngest was still in diapers when we bought "Kobosh." I could put the girls on her back and she would follow us around like a puppy - we couldn't have asked for a better babysitter. As the girls got older, Kobosh challenged them more and more - but they could always handle her. It's just that sometimes she made them work at it. They rode her on trails and playdayed on her - and loved her a lot. By the time the girls finally outgrew her (she was a bit tall to be pure shetland - and with her beautiful, almost arab looking head, she might have had some welsh in her), Kobosh had gone from a pretty red and white pinto pony to a pure white pony. She was easily twenty-five when we sold her, and the people we sold her to had two very young kids that rode her for another six years before she finally had to be retired.
Plain Old Dee, horses Dancer and Rain I believe in dragons, unicorns, good men and other mythical creatures!