Acquired: Horse's previous owner
Plantersville, Texas, United States
Posted Jan 06, 2019
When I was about ten years old, I went out to visit a family friend at his farm for the very first time. There he had a newborn foal, only just born the previous night. I was in absolute awe over her. She was so cute with her little blaze and unique dime sized dot near her left eye. I wished I could have her. I went to camp that year and ended up being assigned to Quarter horse that looked just like her and continued to think about that baby. We would end up visiting often over the next two years and watched as the man started not treating her very well. He would smack her out of the way, she didn't have a stall of her own so she ate outside her mother's stall only to get her food stolen because he'd just let the other horses out before she was even done. She was very ribby and I knew I still wanted her. I went out often and taught her to put a halter on and lead even though the guy couldn't even touch her.
I ended up begging and pleading with my dad to offer to buy her for me. He eventually caved and we were the proud new owners of an emaciated two year old for a whopping $400. The guy was going to deliver her to us but made a point to say that it might take a while since she'd "never worn a halter," but to his surprise, she put it on and hopped right in the trailer, excited to leave, and even more excited to see me when she arrived at the boarding stables. I was a super happy 12 year old girl getting my first horse! I researched everything to get her weight up. She had been 300 pounds underweight when we bought her, but over the years, she grew to a whopping 1300 pound, 16.1 hh beauty! Our next adventure came from her stubbornness to learn to ride. She never tried to buck, but she pushed through the bit and ran me through the woods when stressful situations arose so my dad sent her to a "professional" trainer against my wishes. She came back 2 months later worse than when she left and I had to insist with my dad that I was going to train her, that she had too much bad happen for a bunch of strangers to keep handling her. And Train her I did.
This mare ended up, after years of hearing "She's wild, she'll never be trained, you should sell her and get something better," she ended up being the favorite of the barn. She was the absolute best trail horse. She could go all day without getting tired, she was bombproof, and the guy who cut our trails by horseback even borrowed her to do so as she could care less about the falling branches or supplies hanging off of her. Everyone loved her and saw just how special I always knew she was.
I had her 13 years before I ended up having to sell her. I had developed an allergy to horses and, although I pushed through it for six years, it got worse over that time and to a point where I felt like I couldn't breathe around her. I was devastated. I absolutely regret having to sell her, but I had no choice, I couldn't even get near her. I have no idea where she is now, but by god I would recommend this cross in a heartbeat to anyone who wants a level-headed, resilient, smart, agile and hard-working mount. She loved trail riding through water, jumping over logs, walking through thick brush, and running top speed down a long dirt path (and she was fast), anything you asked, she would do and she was rarely ever sick.