My dad found Bubbles after a 12yo me had been begging for years to have my own horse, he found a teeny ad in the paper for a 22yo tb schoolmistress for $550 (dirt cheap here) We went and I rode her, and there was a few people interested in her but the owner (who turned out to be our workers aunt/cousin or something) said we could have first dibs. A few days later we went to the biggest field days in NZ, bought her a cover, a pretty purple saddle blanket, and a few other things, then picked her up on the 18th June 2008. This horse was my life for nearly 3 years until old age got the best of her and she passed away naturally in my arms on the 13th April 2011. RIP old girl, your still on my mind each and every day
I partially retired Bubbles in mid 2010, as I wanted to jump higher and didn't think it was fair to push her past her limit at nearly 25yo. I set to work on finding a younger horse, I had anything but a tb in mind, and I wanted something over 10 years old. we had $2000 to spend at the time so I looked and looked for months, and after being thrown severely off one horse, watching someone get severely thrown off another, going to see one that ended up having very bad founder, one that had been abused and couldnt jump which I wasnt told until I went to see her!
I basically gave up after looking at 6-7 horses, but in early December I got an email asking if I was still looking for a horse, I had no idea who this email come from, and it showed up in my spam folder, but I replied anyway and said yes. I got sent photos and a description of this beautiful 6yo thoroughbred gelding.
I went to see this horse, which turned out to be less than 30 minutes drive away, and I walked into the stable to see this HUGE horse butt swinging side to side tied up outside the stable. My first reaction was "Hell no I aint getting on that thing its huge!!" -The emails never stated the size of this horse.
I watched the girld ride him, then sucked it up and got on myself, he was the most beautiful horse to ride, minus the fact that he was 6 months off the track after winning races, he knew nothing, and he managed to lose a shoe while I was riding.
December 8th, I bought this horse home, and that is Mitchell who I still have now, 2 and a half years later.
DJ; we were looking for a horse for my mum and come across this very sorry looking little horse who looked like a hairy little bush pony.... Went to see her, turns out she is a thoroughbred, but rode beautifully through the forest track. Got her home, and not long after she just lost her nut. Think she may have been drugged, but there were no obvious signs at the time so it may have been a muscle relaxant. I'm now working on re-breaking her slowly, she has severe mental blocks and its like hitting a brick wall. She was abused and neglected in her past, and was an SPCA case, she has a few scars, two of which would indicate she may have been hung over a gate at some point. She is a dear wee thing but very scared, and when she gets nervous she lashed out and it is dangerous, but I'm working on that very slowly (with my own safety in mind of course!)
Gemma, my boyfriends mother at the time we went out introduced me to this deathly obese 37" 3yo miniature horse that was her parents. We both agreed I should take this horse if possible, so I managed to convince the owners that my horse was lonely and needed a paddock mate, and it would be good for Gemma to learn to socialize as well. I convinced mum and dad into it, and the image they had was this "cayute widdle poneh" was coming to live with us, I warned them she was obese to the max, but they stuck with the "cayute widdle poneh" idea... Picked her up and their jaws just dropped... That was no cayute widdle poneh, that miniature horse was deadly obese with a neck so cresty her mane was a mohawk, she had no manners, hadn't been halter broken, didn't know how to lead, kicked, bit, but loaded up perfectly. A few weeks into her strict diet and light exercise she foundered, but since she was already on a strict diet and we caught it early she has no lasting effects, I started taking her swimming in the river, as a way of exercise but also taking the weight off her hooves. 5 years later, she is now registered under my name, and is at a healthy weight with impeccable manners.
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