08-22-2009, 12:01 PM
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The first horse I ever fell in love with was a onery stubborn mean QH mare named coco. She was my dads roping horse but due to an injury had to be used for just trails. Coco was huge. Fat and muscled. And tall. When I began ridinger her I was in like 7th grade. I had ridden before but no horse woud ever teach me what coco would. Catching her was hell. If she thought you were going to ride her and not just feed her she would charge you. Then at the last second swerve away. Lol. If you got her caught you couldnt get her saddled. She would cow kick bite and suck air. She would hold her head as high as she could when it came to bridling. I remember many times I stormed in the house so frustrated with that horse. I gave up on saddles and learned to ride bare back. Thing is I don't remeber one time Coco made me fall. I couldnt get on with out standing on something and Coco new this. So every time we got near something tallish she would swing her butt around away from me. I learned what I call the jump and mount. Jump from about 5 ft away and hope you make it to her back lol. When it came to riding she was barn and buddy shy. And hated to run. After I learned how to get her to move out and learned how to react to her antics. We were best buds. No horse has ever taught me more. Her canter was the bast I have ever ridden. So smooth. I would drop the reins and relax every muscle and just float with her. It was awesome. I miss that horse on a daily basis. Dad sold her when he sold our old horse chic. I was sooo sad.