Horses, Equine

If you would like to meet an old hand with horses, you have come to the right place. My experience of forty plus years speaks for itself. I have a Certificate from our Local Extention Office from OSU for my 11 years of being a 4-H Advisor in Marion County. My 4-H kids were one of the first Horseless Horse Kids. (The kids that wanted to show horses but did not have one). Sometimes, they would showed my horses. I am also a CHA Certified Horsemanship Instructor and Lifetime member. In the beginning it was not like that at all. I was always backwards and embarrassed. 

I taught myself everything about horses with help by observing others, lots of reading, and practicing.

My first horse was Flicka, she was a medium sized Quarter pony about 12 hands, she was a beautiful bay. Flicka was 1 1/2 yrs old, and not broke, she was the first horse that I broke and trained by myself. I was only 13 years old, when I bought her for myself. With my bicycle money. Look for some of those stories to come. 

My parents had never owned a horse before and knew nothing about them. I learnt to ride the hard way, by falling off and getting right back on. I was a very stubborn young lady that never liked to give up, I still do not give up very easliy. I hit the ground more times than I care to remember. I still have A LOT OF BATTLE WOUNDS from all my wonderful experiences. Take it from an old pro the older you get the more painful those battle scars become. You really do not want to be as stubborn as I.

I started this Blog because, I never want any kids to learn like I did, by themselfs the hard way. It wasn't really my parents fault they didn't know anything about horses. I was a very good kid that paid for my own first pony. My parents just wanted me to be happy, just like any good parent.

Since then, I have bought, sold, boarded, traded, bred, raised, and trained Horses. I love to try to help horse lovers with their horses, especially you kids. If you have any problems, questions, concerns or just want to chat about horses. This is the place for you, you do not have to own a horse just be A TRUE HORSE LOVER.

The horse in the photo with me is: Miss Lady Starlight

Star was one of my first horses. My mamma bought her for me for $50.00 when she was 22 months old. I broke and trained her, too. She died in 2001, at the nice old age of 27 and 3/4. I had her for about 26 years. She was gray with a Star, Snip, and Stripe, but you can't tell that from this picture of her. She changed colors every year and people always thought I had bought a new horse. It was great.

 I am practically a professional when it comes to gray horses. I been raising them for 35 years. In fact almost all of my foals have been gray.

 I never won in a hole lot of big horse shows, I did do pretty good in a few. I never really cared to get into the show circut much. I especially like to go trail riding. If you would like to make any comments or have any questions. Give me a holler

Kids : PLEASE GET HELP PICKING OUT YOUR FIRST PONY, OR HORSE. 

To the parents out there: PLEASE LEARN ABOUT WHAT YOUR KIDS WANT BEFORE YOU LET THEM GET INVOLVED with horses or ponies.

Surprised Me

I have not been here enough this year. For some odd reason,  my horse got dropped off on my door step in the middle of town. That was a shock for all of us at our house, it's a good thing I still had horse fence and gates around, they came in handy. 

 My cousins husband is a little strange, to my face he acted like taking care of my mare was no problem. Then dumps her on my door step.

 We were suppose to be able to ask for a permit to keep farm animals in our yard, in town, if we have enough room, which I do, so I ran up to the Health Department and put in my app. for a permit.

 Low and behold of course they will not give out permits for that anymore. We can own property but CAN NOT have anything we want on it. 

I explained to him that she (my last horse) got dumped in my yard. He so graciously gave me a whole week to get her out of my yard.  I tried all week long diligently to find her a new place. At that time, there really was not many places around here that rent out stalls. 

This horse was kinda a basket case when I first bought her. Her name was even Flippa. She spooked all the time, about anything, but she would spook in place. Thats why I bought her.  We call her Flicka

She shocked me so much during that week, I was under the impression since I do not get to spend much time with her, that she was a little spooky.  Boy has she fooled me, she is the perfect horse now. She was a lady all week long in my back yard.

Now for the rest of the story.  Not even 5 days later, (remember the Health Dept. gave me a week, I thought that was 7 days )  I had the health dept., the cops,  and the Humane Society at my door. I had just found her a place to live and had planned on moving her the next morn.  My daughter the one leading the horse went out first to tell them that we had planned on moving her the next morn.

 The Humane Society was threatening to take her and my daughter was throwing a major fit. I suppose that is why the police were there.  As you can see there is nothing wrong with the mares  health. I finally made it out calmed everyone down. Explained to them all, that I was planning on moving her the next day. They of course, said, (that if we did not get her out of there by then that they would have to help me get a place for her to stay and monitor her). We moved our mare the next day to a nice Amish mans house, Him and his kids take excellent care of her and lots of others along with their own. 

That was what happened at the beginning of my summer. Since then I  have had 2 more grandsons and another one on the way. Making my total of grandchildren 8 very soon. I have been very busy taking care of them this year. It is calming down now and Soon I hope to remember lots more horse stories from my past.  So,  keep checking back, and tell all of your horsey friends. 

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The Race

Flicka turned out to be a very good pony. I kept her at a local stable. It was probably about 3 miles to my house. I use to ride her to town quite often. I would ride her into my house just to spend time with her and do something different. When I rode her to town lots of younger children would stop me, to pet and ride the pony. I really enjoyed sharing her with everyone, she was such a good little pony. I always let them pet her. I was afraid to let them ride, I did not want any little ones to get hurt.

There is one particular day I remember the most. I had taken Flicka to Nancy's house a few blocks away from my house. On my way home one of the boys I went to school with rode up on his new bicycle. 

All you girls know what happened next. Yes, he started,  Bragging about his new bicycle ," my new bike is faster than your pony, I'll race you". I knew my pony was faster than his bike but he kept at me. "come on race me" "chicken". Come on race me". Well being the competitive, daredevil young lady I am I jumped right on it.

We went running down the street as fast as we could go. This is the part where you need to pay close attention. 

I was on the left, he was on the left, Paying attention ? Remember I was about 13 years old. Flicka is my first pony.

Flicka and I were running fast as we could down the middle of my street Then I seen my house, we got to the front of my house with Flicka in the lead, I turned Flicka towards my house, which was on the right. Flicka, poor baby, ran into his new bike, jumped up high in the air just (trying to miss that bicycle). Like a rodeo horse, kicked out at the bike, and  went running into the back yard. I went flying over her shoulders rolled smack into the big walnut tree in front of my house.

Oh, my gosh my head hurt so bad I could barely get up. The neighbors went after Flicka, she was in the back yard, eating grass of course. 

They carefully walked me over to set on my porch. Well Flicka was fine but Larry's bicycle well that was a different story. It was not even rideable. Flicka broke the spokes out, and bent the rim, lol. So much for that new bicycle.

Lesson for the day. Remember everyone, I was only about 13 years old,  with little to no horse experience. As I set there in total disbelief and in shock. I finally figured out just what happened.

Guess What? *** Horses and ponies they turn much, much faster than bicycles. 

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Pony Tag

My pony Flicka


I lived in town and had to stable my pony at a local farmers house. There was several kids with horses and ponies. There was the big front barn with about 5 stalls, a back barn with two pretty big stalls and a small orchard with a little shed.

There were plenty of us kids to go around, if you were there and did not have a pony we would fix you right up. I talked my mom and dad into buying a few more ponies, after I bought Flicka. That way I could sell them to my friends and family. We use to play pony tag. I don't know if it is a real game these days but it was a game all us kids made up. We had a blast chasing each other around and tagging each other on our ponies. Playing pony tag is probably how I learnt to stay on my wild little pony Flicka.

Flicka could turn on a dime, run like the wind and had super brakes. When I first started riding her I would fall off almost every time I stopped her. I never blamed her though because it was me that didn't know how to stop properly. I was and still am a very stubborn girl, I would get up and get right back on. I did not even know I was suppose to do that to keep Flicka from learning bad habits. I won all the races even with the big horses. If I knew then what I know now I could have made some money on that sweet little pony Flicka. I was too young my mom and dad never had horses. I had to teach myself everything.

Bummed

Owning horses and not having your own place anymore is a bummer. I enjoyed having my own Stable very very much. It is so nice being able to go out your back door to see your horses. It is just like keeping a very large dog around. They follow you around and are very nosey. I have not been out to see my horses lately. I am kinda bummed about it. I do enjoy them so much. I will make it a top priority on my list of things to do.