All The Pretty Ponies


As a little girl I had the life that most little girls dreamed of.  My mother grew up raising and riding horses and at a young age I admired them, hoping to do the same.  When I was about seven my mother's horse gave birth to her first foul, a little boy, that we named Rumor.  Rumor was everything I ever wanted in a horse and I dreamed of the day when he would possibly be mine and we would run wild and free together.  (I watched Black Beauty... A LOT, as a child)


One day, during a trip to the pond, we brought the horses along for a late morning ride.   Somehow (I can't quite remember the specifics now) Rumor broke into a run and we found ourselves eye to eye.  More like my eyes to his nose, but none the less a dance of sidestepping proceeding between us.  Eventually Rumor became tired of his dance partner and charged.  In a matter of moments I went from a vertical position to horizontal and trampled.  I was lucky that each hoof landed in just a way that I remained unbroken, although my pride was a bit bruised.

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I continued to ride a bit as a young teen but found my fear always seemed to get in the way of me truly enjoying the experience or the animal being able to relax beneath me.  Then, as a teen, I hung up my boots and gave up trying to overcome my fears.  I still love horses now, but in a way that is rewarding to both myself and the fascinating creatures.  I love petting their noses and scratching their chins while their wiry whiskers tickle my palms.  I've found my own sort of appreciation for the horse that doesn't consist of me being strapped to their backs in a white knuckled terror.


On Tuesday my mother added a new gelding to our ranch.  His name is Lil Smarty Cash.  Registered horses have some of the longest names.  Their names are usually created by tying in both Mare (Mother) and Stallion (Father) pedigree names into one (sometimes very unusual) name which is usually simplified by their owner for day to day purposes.  Smarty is what he is called, in a more casual setting, which is all too appropriate as he is just that.  After picking up Smarty from the ranch he was raised on we went over to the vet's residence to have him examined to ensure good health.  I enjoyed visiting all the new fury and feathered friends who inhabit their ranch.


Once Smarty was deemed to be in great health he was tethered to the hitching post to enjoy some lunch while we wondered over to watch the dressage horses play.  It took only a matter of moments to discover just how Smarty got his name.  Upon siting for the dressage horse escapades a thundering occurred behind us sending our heads in a whirl.  There he was... Smarty.  He had untied himself in order to be by my mother's side.  He loves her so much already, which is quite adorable.  So Smarty watched with us as the horses, who are usually so prim and proper, got to run wild and free through the sand.


This is why I have such admiration for the horse.


We enjoyed the rest of our visit watching all the pretty horses fly around as the sun went down.


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16 comments:

  1. Yikes! That's scary! I'm glad you ended up uninjured. My family didn't have horses, but I grew up around several families that did... I went through a brief "horse phase" as a kid, but was cured of that thanks to reading some magazine that had a spread on a little girl who got kicked in the face by a horse and had to have reconstructive surgery and had really graphic pictures I had myself convinced that I'd end up with a kicked in face if I got too close...

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    1. Oh my goodness that is horrifying! They are definitely a creature that requires respect. I think people forget that they do still have a mind of their own and we should never underestimate what they are capable of. Which is a big part of why I prefer to be on a dirt bike over a horse! haha Glad to here that little girl survived... being kicked before, I can not even imagine what it would be like to the face! Poor little dear...

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  2. What a scary story :( oh well, I was already afraid of horses anyway! Although, I don't mind to feed or brush them or something as long as they are calm but me riding one ever again? Hell no, haha. I have to acknowledge this boy is GORGEOUS though!

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    1. I am the same way Angie. Just admiring them is fine by me! You can't really tell here but this boy was huge! Standing on my tippy toes arm fully extended I could scratch that little star on his forehead (if that gives you an idea). In these photos I was in the field with him and his trainer and I must admit there were a couple of times I almost tinkled myself when he flew up towards us! I definitely do not underestimate these amazing creatures.

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  3. Smarty is a stunner, reminds me of my old boy Rocky. Aww reading this post has made me miss him so much. Unfortunately horse riding is usually full of scary stories isn't it! I had a youngster who completely lost my confidence and chucked me off so many times. Luckily I ended up with Rocky and he restored my love of riding and gave me so many years of fun.

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    1. Rocky sounds so sweet! I am also quite smitten with Smarty. He is so gentle and a bit more petite which makes him less intimidating to me. He is also really quirky! He makes the oddest faces and is super animated... it's easy to read just how Smarty is feeling. A huge character bonus in my book. Sorry you miss Rocky so... hoping you are reflecting in a way that brings you lots of smiles today! xo

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  4. I think Id be afraid of horses after that too, don't worry but you are so lucky to have been able to grow up with so many animals around you. So jealous! That horse is beautiful by the way. And you took some lovely pictures too.

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    1. Thanks Angel! I think it boiled down to working with my fears and creating a different relationship with horses, more so than trying to overcome a fear that was established at such a young age. I enjoy their company so much more now. =D

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  5. I have been horse crazy from the moment I was born. I rode three day eventing professionally, until college when I had to sell my horse because I could no longer afford him. I envy your accessibility to these amazing animals :-(

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    1. They can be so expensive... it's quite sad how often we see people in our area buy them not understanding this. There are currently a lot of people who do not love their animals as much as you loved yours and refuse to allow them to get better homes. But I will not go into that rant today... if you ever come down a couple states you are more than welcome to visit our horses! xo

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  6. I am loving your blue hair. :) Is that the first thing everyone says? If so, sorry for falling into the cliche! But It's true. I think it's pretty awesome. :)Found you via Lara's Vintage. So happy I did. :) Loving the blog! Wow, these pictures are amazing. Rumor is such a great horse name!! Yikes, I bet that was soo scary! We had a few horses growing up at my Papas house and I remember one time my dad and I were on our horse, Baby, and she tripped in a hole in the field and we both went flying. After that, I've always been terrified to go faster than a gallop. Even galloping sometimes feels like 60 mph to me!! haha.

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    1. haha Thank you! I am quite surprised as to how many of us have a horse horror story! Glad everyone, including Baby, was okay. Mix speed and falling from a fairly high distance and its easy to explain why you are now timid on horse back! xo

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  7. Oh I love horses! I used to ride as a teen but can't afford it now (but have spied out my closest stable up the mountain for the time when I can!). I hear you on the fear though, I fell whilst learning to jump and the horse nearly stepped on me as I rolled to get up, now I'm scared of jumps! I love that you've come to terms with your fear and figured out a way to still enjoy horses, and Smarty sounds like a hell of a horse!

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  8. they look so adorable.... I missed my childhood memories playing with ponies.

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