It seems like I've got a lot to say, but I'm afraid of rambling and cluttering up the boards with my chit-chat and thoughts, so here's my journal to stuff all of my horsey-stuff into. For anybody who thinks it's worth reading, I'd really appreciate it if you would, and even offer your thoughts- I mean, it's nice to feel listened to, right? And I'm going to make a point of being open-minded, especially here, with all of the superior horse-people knowledge.
So first! Here are my horses, if you've paid attention to me in the past, I'm sure you've heard about them.
Ima Rowdy Lena Too
aka : Tango
Potential show name: The Tango Maureen
Tango is my baby, I love him to bits. Is he a little bit much for me to handle? Probably, but recently the final straw broke and my parents are going to cooperate more in the search for training. How'd he come to us? Disrespectful, big-and-he-knew-it, green broke. He went through a phase where he'd stop dead and refuse to move (unless moving included bucking and rearing) but so far on my own I've been able to get him steadily walk-trot-canter, with some not-so-pretty jumps thrown in there, he's a good boy.
AA Devil's Chicklet
aka : Chicklet
She's stunning, at least... she really was in her prime, she's still gorgeous but she's got a few babies on the ground and isn't in the same shape, but she's still a doll and lovely in the showring, and though she is a free-lease and our relationship is mostly competitive, I'm fairly fond of her.
aka : Heidi
Ok so... I don't know her registered name, but I know she's got one! And I don't have pictures, boo. She's also a free-lease, and the pony my little sister is learning on. She's the (second) sweetest horse I've ever met, and she's adorable in blue.
Aaaand! Horses of the past!
Gracie was 'my first pony', and I wish I could find an old picture. She was the sweetest most bombproof horse I'd ever met, and went strong until she had to be put down (she couldn't eat anymore, poor thing) at 38. Deera was her buddy, not much younger, she was sold to us as a 'childs horse', turned out to be a super-hot ex barrel racer, but she was... fun, sadly had to be put down not long after Gracie, they literally couldn't live without one another. Royal didn't stay with us for long, he was the product of a novice horseowners worst mistake, the youngest of a totally wild, haven't-seen-humans-for-10-years herd that had been left to reproduce, given to us for free if my mom helped catch the lot. He broke down a five foot fence, then a six foot fence, and nearly escaped a seven foot fence- and then tried to kill the trainer. I haven't a clue where he is today, but he was... dangerous. Sol was my personal favourite, sadly he came with Sadey a horse we gave up because her previous owners- once again- lied to us about her physical condition, she became dangerous and we weren't equipped to deal with it. Now? She carries beginner riders on trail rides, and she's perfectly happy. Sol was returned to his first owners, to live the rest of his retirement as a pasture pet. He's definitely a happy camper.
So there you have it, my history with the horses- it seems like a lot of them have come in and out of my life, and I can only hope more do in the future.