I have trained a lot of horses, and ridden a lot more, but there are only two that I considered mine.
The first I got when I was 11. I was a typical horse crazy kid, and would have settled for anything with four legs and a mane. After taking lessons for many years, my parents offered to but one of the old lesson horses. To my great disappointment, the barn owner turned them down (He was a very smart man). Anyway, a few months later, we went to look at a house for sale, and in the back was a horse in a large stall. I spent the whole time watching him but knew I couldn't have him. To my surprise, without me even asking, the next day my parents said we could buy him. We knew NOTHING about him, didn't have a vet check, and never rode or handled him, or watched anyone else touch him.. LOL They paid $100.00 for him - a giveaway price even in those days. My barn owner went with us to pick him up, and I rememeber him looking at the horse, then looking at my dad, and saying "You stole him.". He was a 3 year old Quarter Horse that had never been ridden. I found out Much, much later that he was a ridgeling to boot. I was 11 years old and weighed maybe 90 pounds. He was a handful and bucked, reared, and crow hopped, but believe it or not, he never threw me, and he wasn't mean. He sure taught me how to ride, though. Even though he was a stock type Quarter horse, I wanted to jump, and several years and a lot of miles later, he was nationally ranked in both the hunter and the jumper ring. He could jump 6 feet, and he NEVER refused. I loved him to death, but wHen I got married I was forced to sell him, and he went to a young boy who loved him as much as I did.
I never thought I'd get another horse, but when we moved to Kentucky my daughter bought a small horse farm, and as soon as I walked I the barn, I knew it wouldn't be long. LOL
I planned on doing it right this time - look at a LOT of horses, get a vet check, etc. I wanted a calm, older gelding - the ground looks a lot harder at 60 then it did at 16!!! I guess I don't learn from my mistakes, LOL. I went to look at a palomino 2 year old filly simply because she was close to where my daughter lived. An hour and a half later, she was delivered to my daughter' farm -again, no vet check, I didn't ride her, and didn't see anyone else ride her, either. Once again, I managed to luck out. She is perfect for me! EXTREMELY calm and level headed, sweet and well behaved. She is also sound.
The first picture is of Troy the day I got him, the second picture about 6 years later. The third picture is of Nibbles the day I got her, on her 2nd birthday, the fourth picture is of my grandson sitting on her.