Well, he's really not my horse. I know I say "my horse" but typing "my favorite horse" every time I write something about him is a little bit of a pain!
He belongs to the local Girl Scout camp. His story is that he can't take too much weight because he has a semi-weak back, and he just doesn't like a whole bunch of weight. He's alos pretty high-strung in busy situations. Anyways, they were in a push for horses so they put a bigger lady on him. There were a lot of people around him and when she mounted up, he freaked. He reared, throwing the lady backward. This, in turn, caused him to flip over on top of the lady. We weren't aloud to ride him for about 3 months, but we finally got the okay, and now he's taking little girls on trails!
I want him to be more than just a pokey trail horse though. If they choose to sell him later, and if I won't be able to get him, I want him to go to someone good. I am going to work with him on getting on the bit and working through his hindquarters.