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        05-13-2010, 11:20 PM
      #11
    Green Broke
    This is great!!

    My number 1 horse was my first horse Sky. He kind of introduced me to the horse world

    Number two was Peter Pan, a pony that I co-owned that had to put up with me learning to trot, canter, and jump

    Number three is Ginisee. She is the first horse I REALLY bonded with. Still is

    Number four is most definitely Uma. She's the biggest challenge I've ever faced in my life. But wow has she taught me a lot

    I'm hoping Demi will be number five. But who knows!!!
         
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        05-13-2010, 11:22 PM
      #12
    Green Broke
    Aww, this is cool. I love hearing about this sort of thing. But I want to hear it all! The circumstances that make these horses fit the bill. How'd you find them, the good, the bad, the ugly. Ya'll are making me embarrassed, I'm typing up my responses in a separate window right now and probably going on and on wayyyy too much at length. I sit down at the keyboard and the writer in me feels the need be overly descriptive. Ya know, I have been told I talk too much a time or two. *lol*
         
        05-13-2010, 11:51 PM
      #13
    Green Broke
    My number one was Ruby. She was old and slow and my daddy would put me on her when we went to the pasture to feed cows.

    2. Chick. My sisters barrel horse. He was old but firery. I learned all the basics from him.

    3. Coco. She's kinda a 3/4. She would kick when being saddled, throw her head when being bridled, walk off when you were mounting her, and buck when you tried to make her move. Not to mention she would charge you in the pasture when you tried to catch her. But I was bored with Chick as he was getting to old, and I wanted to ride. Lol. Me and Coco had many disagreements. But she taught me how to be a horseman, how to really ride, how to understand a horse. She was the best horse after we bonded. I could do anything on her. I miss her :(

    4. Dandy. He was a rescue, abused and starved. Scared to death of everything. People included. He could buck too. It took forever to gain his trust and I still don't have all of it. I think I spent more time on the ground on my butt than in the saddle.

    5. I think it's my current mare Wooty. I have only had her for 4 months, but I love her more and more everyday! She's awesome.
         
        05-14-2010, 12:14 AM
      #14
    Green Broke
    I can honestly say, I am not too sure who my number 1 horse was. I don't remember what turned me in the direction of horses, although my mum probably had a hand it seeing as she's a ponyclubber from way back when!

    Number 2, was a 15.2hh Grey Thoroughbred called Dennis. That's right, Dennis. I don't remember a lot about him, although I do know he was absolutely food oriented. He's also the horse who has given me the worst falls too! Seeing a food bucket and bolting was just the way as far as he was concerned.

    Number 3, is my 16.2hh Grey Thoroughbred, Rex. Funnily enough he reminds me a lot of Dennis, just bigger & calmer. The moment I saw his ad, I knew he was meant for me. And his nickering over the door of his stable at me when I first went to see him was enough to tell me I was right.

    Number 4 is a tough one as I have several challenging horses at the moment, so it's hard to pick just one. Nippa is probably the one though. He's a 10hh Shetland with a history. He's taught me to be a lot more patient and has forced me to pack in as much knowledge as I can.

    And I would probably say Rex is my number 5, as much as I love all my little brats, he's the one I turn to when I can't handle it anymore. He gives me the strength to keep going and seeing the way he responds to me reassures me that I can do the things I think I can!
         
        05-14-2010, 12:15 AM
      #15
    Green Broke
    Okay, here's mine!

    1. The Intro Horse.

    Easy! This would be Mimic, my cousin's bay Arabian mare. My cousin was several years older than I, and every time I visited her I would spend my entire visit in the barn. The horse was indifferent to me, but for me it was utter love at first sight. She gave birth to a bay colt in the pouring rain when I was about 7, and I would sit for hours just watching the two in the paddock.


    2. The Experimental Horse
    Once you had crossed the line between “Darn, they’re big!” and “Wow! Can I try that?” you found yourself face-to-face with the horse that would suffer through your early attempts at figuring out the whole horse experience … wherever this horse came from, he probably didn’t benefit from the encounter as much as you did…


    This would have to be Machen, the first horse I "actively" rode. She was a saint. A 20-something sorrel Tennessee Walker mare, she belonged to the mother of my childhood best friend, and we spent every possible minute we could on the trails, her on her pinto pony Chico, me on her mother's horse Machen, for years. Machen was endlessly good and patient with my fumbling attempts to guide her in my earliest learning experiences. While I look back and shudder at the thought of her owners tossing a preteen, complete beginner up on their horse's back and sending her without adult supervision, down about 150 ft of busy highway to the corner where the trail head was, and off into hundreds of acres of logging land, I am also grateful for the experiences I had. I learned a lot fast, that's for sure!



    3. The Connected Horse
    The first horses we meet don’t really connect with us, nor do we with them. Those are experiences in survival and tests of endurance. The Connected Horse is the first horse you truly bond with. This is the horse that sounds a chord that lives so deep in you that you might never have heard it otherwise…


    This would be Stormy, an appaloosa gelding I free leased two days after I turned 14 and found a the barn of an amazing older horsewoman with more horses than she could ride as age caught up with her. I learned everything on this horse. I learned to walk into the show ring and do everything wrong. I learned how to forget the pole bending pattern, and I felt the heated blush of showing up at my first show with second hand clothes and boots from goodwill, that I thought looked western enough. By the time I turned 15, Stormy and I won a good deal more than we lost. By the time I turned 16, and Stormy got his name on the Horse of the Year cup at my saddle club for the second year in a row, I knew that "king of the world" feeling when you have a horse and know there's nothing you CAN'T do with him.


    4. The Challenger
    Into each horseperson’s life, a little challenge must fall. You’ll have read that one final training book, bought yourself a clicker and heading rope, and there you’ll stand, arms crossed, assessing the situation as if you actually knew what the situation was. It might be difficult to believe, as you are flying down the aisleway on the losing end of a braided cotton line, but you actually need this horse in your life…


    No question in my mind, this was Whisper.She was a 10 year old Tennessee Walker/Friesian cross mare. She was my first real stupid, emotional purchase. I laid eyes on her and literally had to have her, she was majestic. I was warned she hadn't been ridden in some time, that she'd been out to pasture as a broodie for the last 3 years. I didn't care. After all, I rode well, had broke a few young horses and was invincible. Whisper had a tail that dragged the ground, and she was gleaming blue-black, and I had stars in my eyes. She was my first experience with "horse skiing" - when she'd had enough, or got too far from her stall, she would drag me back and there was no stopping her. I learned to never lead her without a stud chain over her nose. It clearly was something she was accustomed to - she wouldn't even try to pull away and had decent (if impatient) ground manners as long as the stud chain was in place. When I turned her in the big turnout while cleaning her stall and run, she would pace the fence nearest the barn until she lathered. When I rode her, she was fine, as long as we were FLYING. If I tried to slow her down (I was working as a trail guide at the time, and had to keep the horse I was riding at a relatively slow pace to keep an eye on the riders behind me) she would grunt, puff, drool, lather and sidepass the entire time. I tried different gear. Different bits. I tried lunging the hell out of her before I rode. Nothing seemed to make a difference. My barn owner noticed my attempts and decided he'd fix the problem by riding the mare for the day. After two trips around the trails, he handed the reins back to me with the advice "sell her". I brought in a trainer. Then another. The next two trainers came and went about the same way. The last trainer to work with her gave me some advise. He said, she's not a "people" horse. She doesn't care if you pet her or love on her, she doesn't care if you're there or your not, and she certainly doesn't care if she hurts herself - or you. And she WILL hurt you. It's just a matter of time.
    So I made the hard decision, and started searching for a home for Whisper. The barn owner found a place for her at a breeding farm, and Whisper returned to her prior life as a broodmare. Not my ideal, but better than a dog food can. Now, many years later, I have tried repeatedly to track her down, find out where she ended up, what ultimately became of her. I've never had any luck.


    5. Your Deepest Heart
    There will come a time when you will look at yourself with a cold, appraising eye, and you’ll have to be honest about your continued ability to deal with The Challenger and other difficult horses. At that point, you’ll seek out the horse that will be your soul mate forever… You’ll have bought him the most comfortable, best fitting equipment… Maybe you’ll still go to shows and ride – brilliantly or barely – in the Alzheimer’s class. Maybe you’ll just stay home. Whatever you do, one day you’ll realize that after all the money you spent on animal communicators and trainers, you only had to stop and listen and you would have clearly heard your horse’s thoughts and desires…


    I met Twister on the tail end of my ownership with Whisper. I couldn't use Whisper to guide trails, and needed a horse to ride. When I showed up for work one day, the BO told me "ride that blaze horse in the last stall, and let me know how he does on the trails." I frequently "tested" new horses for the BO, so this request was common, and particularly because I needed a horse to ride at work. I went to the last stall and looked into the eyes of a smaller, but powerfully built chestnut gelding. He had rainrot, he looked a little wormy, and he had a fiddle head. Despite this he was cute, but since my elegant mare was my vision of equine beauty, he looked to me like a squat little bulldog. Yet there was something in his face that seemed so familiar.
    I put my tack on him and rode out to guide the next trail. The horse was amazing. He seemed to anticipate my every move. He instantly understood what his job was, and on the very second ride, when Rowdy, a willfull pony mule in our string, stepped out of line, Twister just turned his head, and bared his teeth at the mule, who quickly stepped back in line and gave up his wayward ways. After months of tearful struggle with Whisper, riding Twister was soothing to the wound. After my second ride round the trails, I stepped into the office to ask the BO if I could take Twister out to "play" on my break. The BO smirked at his wife and gave me the go ahead.

    He wasn't perfect. His trot was like a jackhammer, and he liked to buck at the start of each canter. But his neck-rein was so sharp he'd nearly unseat me, and he was so sensitive to my cues it was like he reacted as soon as I thought. He had the open, soft manners of a horse that had always known love.

    I bounced back into the barn office and asked the BO point blank his price. He and his wife started cracking up, and as it dawned on me, I demanded indignantly "did you bring him here for ME?"

    I signed the paperwork and paid for him that same day. When looking over his registration papers, I nearly dropped them. His sire, Hawks King Reed II, was a stallion I knew well - I had in fact met him years before, though the lady who owned him, the lady who had made possible my start in horses so many years ago, by free leasing me a little appaloosa gelding named Stormy. Karma, huh?




         
        05-14-2010, 01:02 AM
      #16
    Started
    Mmm, The Five People you Meet in Heaven is a wonderful book.

    1. Peaches. A pony that my parents hired to come to my 3rd birthday party. Funnily enough, about 5 years later at my cousin's 3rd birthday party they also decided to hire a pony party and guess who the pony was? Peaches! It was a nice little reunion (not that she remembered me ).

    2. True Blue. A POA that was at a camp I went to for a few years in a row. He was originally trained as a circus pony.. and boy was he a brat! But, he did teach me quite a bit.

    3. The Connected Horse
    Casper. 13.1hh grey Welsh pony. He was my first lesson pony, and I rode him for a year or so before he was sold. He ended up coming back to the barn a couple of years later and I started riding him again, he was wonderful and taught me a lot.

    4. Denny, my first horse. He was an 8 year old OTTB. For the first 3 or 4 months he was a dream, we won absolutely everything we entered and then he went sour. After he bucked my coach off and broke her collar bone, I lost a lot of my confidence. I would ride but only walk and sometimes trot. Usually I would just lunge him. We ended up giving him to a lady we knew, and the same thing happened to her - for the first few months he was wonderful and then turned sour for her too. The last I heard of him, she apparently sold him to a trail barn up country and apparently he was loving it. I find this hard to believe, but I'll never really know.

    5. I don't really think I have found my #5 yet. However, I am tempted to say he was the horse who I credit to giving me my confidence back. I leased him only for a short while, but he really showed me that I AM a good rider, and I can deal with misbehaviour. He is an appendix gelding who is a little hot and spooky, but is super athletic and wonderful to ride.
         
        05-14-2010, 05:58 AM
      #17
    Yearling
    1. The Intro Horse.
    My littel shetland cross falabella Buster was the reason I learnt to ride!



    2. The Experimental Horse
    A little welsh pony Honey god I put her through hardship as she did to me id say every saturday morning me,the instructer and Honey were crying hahaha it worked though




    3. The Connected Horse
    That would be my first pony Dai that I got wild and broke myself the most willing amazing little pony took me from riding school kid to winning everything in pony club she was super and now she is still going around improving kids I still keep in contact with her owners she is onto the fourth new home to improve now the little trouper!!



    4. The Challenger
    O god a 14.2 just broken semi rescue wild horse I thought I could control.......I have never been so nijured in such a short space of time eventually we agreed on some riding issues and got around for a wwhile. It was just to much though
    every day was an argument or injury!


    5. Your Deepest Heart
    Thats my girl Magg she is a super star has thought me things I didnt even no existed, she has challenged me in every way possible. Iv learnt so much in 4years its disgraceful from riding to health. Seeing as I have the most injury prone horse in the world its always something new. She has proved invaluble as a riding horse she wont preform unless your riding perfectly if you are slightly off balance she will fall in. Out cross country she would jump the side of a house she has just so much talent. #With this super horse iv been handed oppertunities to compete abroad and improve all the time. She is my one in 2million without her id still be riding ok horses I only kind of get on with. She puts up with so much and never ever fails to make me smile. I adore my girl
         

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