the first horse/pony you fell in love with? I do!
He was this ornery little pony. God knows I was scared to death the first time I rode him - everyone knew about Junior, the pony that had bitten/kicked/run over most people at the barn. Everyone had some horror story about him. So, of course, the first time I tacked him up i was terrified. Then I got on, and he took me out of the arena door. Three times. Right out the open door, to where my trainer had to stand there and smack him when he tried. I hated that pony SO much. Then, I was handed a crop and told to use it as much as I needed to. As soon as I figured out that you just had to be tough (and I do mean tough, no love taps with him!), Junior and I became best buds. A few well-timed pops to the nose and he never tried to bite me again. He was the pony I learned to jump on, the first pony I ever did flying changes with, the first pony I had ever ridden exclusively. I'd just that pony over anything, and he never stopped. Never. Then, I grew. Talent wise and height wise. My trainer started putting my on horses and bigger ponies. I haven't ridden Junior in almost two years. However, I have been hinting to my trainer that I want to ride him again. I figure that if she can put me on a pony smaller then Junior, then she can certainly have me ride him. Hopefully.
Me and the "scary" pony
I love hearing peoples stories, so it's show and tell time!
He was this ornery little pony. God knows I was scared to death the first time I rode him - everyone knew about Junior, the pony that had bitten/kicked/run over most people at the barn. Everyone had some horror story about him. So, of course, the first time I tacked him up i was terrified. Then I got on, and he took me out of the arena door. Three times. Right out the open door, to where my trainer had to stand there and smack him when he tried. I hated that pony SO much. Then, I was handed a crop and told to use it as much as I needed to. As soon as I figured out that you just had to be tough (and I do mean tough, no love taps with him!), Junior and I became best buds. A few well-timed pops to the nose and he never tried to bite me again. He was the pony I learned to jump on, the first pony I ever did flying changes with, the first pony I had ever ridden exclusively. I'd just that pony over anything, and he never stopped. Never. Then, I grew. Talent wise and height wise. My trainer started putting my on horses and bigger ponies. I haven't ridden Junior in almost two years. However, I have been hinting to my trainer that I want to ride him again. I figure that if she can put me on a pony smaller then Junior, then she can certainly have me ride him. Hopefully.
Me and the "scary" pony
I love hearing peoples stories, so it's show and tell time!