Jersey girl was my pony, she was 13.2hh Quarter pony.
She hated everyone, it took so much work and time to make her love me. But once she did...we were inseperable. She taught me everything. She was the first horse I could acctually trust. She resnted the bit...so she was ridden with only a halter and lead rope. We rarely ever used a saddle, there was no need.
She made me so happy...
You never knew what she was going to do, one munute shhe was an angel...the next I was on the ground. But I never got mad because everytime she saw me on the ground she would bob her head and walk over to me and start grazing. It was the cutest thing. All my friends thought she was evil....she would pin her ears and try to bite them, then I walk over to her and tell her to knock it off and she would be fine. She hated pink mint candies...but loved carrots and cookies.
I remember how afraid I was to canter her...we spent one year without cantering...but I didnt even want to canter.
The first time I cantered her was bareback.
She hated to jump. She would refuse. She also hated water on trails she would do anything (including rub me off on a tree) to get around them,
But yet she drank from puddles. She liked to go ahead of everyone on the trails.
She got awful arthritis...so bad she limped when she walked.
The day we put her down was the saddest thing I have ever been through.
My mom said we should go out and do something and not be there...but I knew Jersey would want me there even if it put me through such pain.
So I stayed and walked her out to near her burial hole. The last thing I ever said to her was "Love you pony".
I cried my heart out. For hours and days. It is a thing I will never forget...i will never 'get over it' like some people say you will. Its too hard to let go of something so wonderful.
Thank you so much for reading this.