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Moi
Nov 16, 2006 20:11:14 GMT -5
Post by Sudsies on Nov 16, 2006 20:11:14 GMT -5
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Moi
Nov 16, 2006 20:14:01 GMT -5
Post by *Zeb* on Nov 16, 2006 20:14:01 GMT -5
Ah. She's so incredibly adorable!
I just want to hug her. ^^
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Moi
Nov 17, 2006 13:11:39 GMT -5
Post by Sudsies on Nov 17, 2006 13:11:39 GMT -5
She's quite huggable - until she tries to bite off your fingers while searching for treats
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Crazeh
Newbeh ;3
Head Cross-Country Trainer
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Moi
Nov 18, 2006 22:06:20 GMT -5
Post by Crazeh on Nov 18, 2006 22:06:20 GMT -5
Awe.... She's so cute ^^
I have two horses, but my dad's selling them, without my consent >.>. Grr. I don't have any recent pictures... I'll prolly make a character for Molly, she's so cute... ^_^
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Moi
Nov 19, 2006 13:10:24 GMT -5
Post by Sudsies on Nov 19, 2006 13:10:24 GMT -5
Awww, that sucks. I know I'd hate to ever sell Licorice.
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Moi
Nov 19, 2006 14:14:26 GMT -5
Post by horsesrock on Nov 19, 2006 14:14:26 GMT -5
I used to have a horse, was just a lease. Fleabitten gray thoroughbred mare off of the track. Everybody thought great beginner horse. Mare like to buck. Was a six month lease, and for five months, she bucked at least once on every ride, and then went lame the sixth month. But the barn was across the street, so I got to ride her anytime I wanted to until she went crazy and really tried to throw me off. Then I was through with her.
I also had a colt illegally. He was my brat. I told him I'd love him forever, and that I'd wait for him. Then I cheated on him with his full brother.
All of them live in seperate states now, and the people who owned the barn live in Illinois now...and begging mom to get me another horse is like pulling teeth!
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Moi
Nov 19, 2006 20:23:40 GMT -5
Post by Jazzi on Nov 19, 2006 20:23:40 GMT -5
Hmm. My first horse was a Quarab gelding; gorgeous. He was silvery-dappled, but he was so.. almost as if he was made of silver, seriously.
Then he went lame and he was retired to pasture. His name was Smurf, and he was only 4. I cried for days; it was like his whole future was ruined, y'know?
Then I started leasing this pony, named Ginger, from the stable I board at. She was a Welsh X Connemarra (sp?) mix. I love her so much! We jumped for a while, and I rode her bareback a lot, but it wasn't the same, so Michelle, the owner of the stable (she is so nice!) started looking for another horse to replace Smurfeh.
Then came along Reno. His name was Socks at the time. Anyway, he is a Quarter Horse gelding, and he was new to the English saddle. He threw Shaina, one of the stable hands, and he couldn't cross-tie.
At first, I didn't like him. Then, I started sneaking into his stall when no one was around, and got to know him. I didn't know his name at the time, so me and my friend Cayman were calling him Blanket, because that's what the duct-tape on his info-card said (you know, so they know to blanket him.). I really liked him. He was sweet, trusting, and not too shabby to look at.
So I tried him. He was perfect. He was quick to learn, responded well to cues, and was so cute jumping! So, I bought him. And he's who I have now. We've been in a hunter show and a dressage show; I love him to death!
He's a chestnut, with four socks and a thick stripe down his face. He has a brownish chestnut tail, with streaks, and a reddish sorrel mane. Plus, really thoughtful, soft brown eyes and stone gray hooves.
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