My mother always talked about the "little mountain mustang" she rode when she lived at her brother's ranch in Colorado. She was just a kid at the time. I've always loved horses, but we lived in town and didn't have any $$ for horses. When I was seven, I promised my Daddy I would clean out the garage all by myself if he would let me keep a pony in there, but he didn't go for that (he did tell me I could clean out the garage, though!
When my husband and I got married, we lived on his uncle's 80 acres. We didn't have much $$ when we got married - not even enough for an engagement ring. We decided that he would get me a diamond ring to go with my wedding ring for our fifth anniversary. Just before our anniversary, he bought me my first horse - then a few days later one for himself. They were both two-year-olds. Mine was a gentle giant strawberry roan. His was an OTQH that was also gentle. (I got my diamond ring anyway - as a Christmas present!) The next year we got the girls a little Shetland pony. After about 10 years or so, we were forced by finances and lack of time to sell our beloved horses.
My youngest daughter married her second husband and moved a trailer in next door to us. He wanted his three kids to experience the "country life", that was pretty much all her two had ever known. He promised his kids they could have horses. Last February, they bought three horses from my cousin, who had fallen on hard times and no longer had the $$ to feed his horses. Since the daughter and her husband didn't have much $$ either, I knew I was going to be stuck with the feed bill. (they had no clue just how much it costs to feed a horse!) I told my husband if I was going to be feeding horses, by golly, I was going to have one of my own down there to make it worth my while.
After much searching on my limited budget, a friend of mine at work told me she was going to have to move and leave her horses behind. She had no way of moving them - either to her new home out of state, or even to an auction. She was devastated and desparate. We worked out a deal that let me pay out the price of the horses over time (almost done!) and she could relax because she knew they would be well cared for. Hubby was furious with me because I bought two horses, when all he expected me to buy was one. However, when he saw DJ - it was love at first sight. He's working on building up his strength (he had a stroke several years ago) so he can ride again. DJ is not very well trained, but he is such a gentle baby that hubby won't have any trouble with him. (he knows his basic stuff).
We are so happy to have horses again...and chickens...and goats...OH! The feed bill!!!!