I got my first pony at age 11 but I think I was born loving horses. I used to gallop around on a stick horse at age two.
Anyway, at about 11yrs old I had been riding at a place with my friend who had a pony for a year. They raised Cream AQHA and Hafflingers. The owner also had about 20 horse and ponies that rode and drove, and he had a lot of horse drawn vehicles even a fire engine! He taught me how to ride and drive singles and teams.
Suddenly the town decided to take some of the stables property for a metro park and he got very angry with the town so sold the rest of the property and moved the entire place 30 miles out in the country.
While out riding one day I saw a bay pony tied up by the halter on a rope and knew that was wrong
My friend and I rode up to the house and asked if the pony was for sale; He was! So I asked the owner to ride him and he reluctantly got on the pony with just a halter. The pony promptly tossed him! This happened three times before the owner refused to get back on again.
Then I asked how much?
the owner replied $125. I said too much I will give you $75 tomorrow. The owner agreed so the next day I gave him the money and tried to ride that pony back to the barn...he tossed me about 5 times throughout with some decent trotting in between before I gave up and walked the rest of the way
My mother was very angry at me when I returned home and told my family I had bought a pony. She told me (in no uncertain terms) I had to give the pony back
But when my dad drove me to the house the next weekend, the people were gone! The house was empty! My dad said they had probably just needed some money to relocate. (migrant workers?) They left a goat tied up so I walked it back to the farm while my dad followed me on the road.
Anyway, I got to keep the pony!!!
Over the next month that little pony broke my bridle at least three times after tossing me and running off. BUT he finally started working well and no longer looked like a pot-bellied llama! He turned into a very handsome deep red bay 13.2H pony. I enrolled in 4H and we showed in every class we could! From halter to barrels to jumping that little pony did it all
My friend had received her little black Shetland pony on Christmas morning and named her Pepsi. So keeping with the theme I named my pony Dr. Pepper aka "Doc". I loved that pony so very much.
Except for a few years while first married and in college, I have had at least one horse ever since.