On a side note, my mom had a shetland mare as a kid (she lived unti 39!) and I got to learn on Princess Pony. She came off a track, I raced her once...against the amtrak train that runs by our property. Went the length of the lane (about 1/4 mile) she turned at the garage & I didn't. Mom picked gravel out of my thighs & butt for days. Grandpa bred her once to old Doc and she had a black filly that had dapples, she was darling. Best part that little filly only grew to 52" and could run a 19 second pole pattern, she was a screamin' machine!!!!
Life is like a camera. Focus on what's important, Capture the good times, Develop from the negatives and if things don't work out, Take another shot.