welp. it’s the end of an era. Gavie has a new home- a forever new home- a new owner. I’ve owned this nugget for over 9 years and this past weekend he went to his new little kid. he will be campaigning in the short stirrup with her and her ultimate goal is to get to the children’s ponies. I can only hope that he will bring as much happiness as he brought me. Proud mommy moment :’)
le trainer riding another one of her clients stunning stallions! <3
15 years ago, a little colt hit the ground, his breeders probably thrusting their dreams of the Kentucky Derby upon him. But as the little colt grew up, his racing career went the same way as his build- downhill. The little colt may have sucked at racing, but from there on out, his big heart and even bigger back legs propelled him into the jumper ring, the cross country field, down the centre line or hand galloping up to the single oxer.
17 months ago that bum high little dude came into my life, and i can honestly say i’ll never be the same. Trick, you’ve taught me more about myself than anything i have or ever could experience in my life. I couldn’t count all the amazing rides and memories you’ve given me- the opportunities to better myself, telling me to F-off when i need it, and saving my ass when i don’t see anything coming into the 2 stride (sorry that happens way to often little man). You’re constantly challenging me, and i wouldn’t have it any other way. Your eccentricities make me love you that much more.
Here is to 15 more years together- university, horse shows, being mistaken for some kind over overweight warmblood, kid lessons- maybe even packing my kids around one day, growing a long mane, being the terrible 30 year old horse everyone is slightly afraid of… Who knows.
Happy 15th Birthday to my man that has outlasted all the boys. Your my once in a lifetime horse.
Happy Birthday Trick
B34565- May 19th 1998
I wish I was you Hannah, you are SO lucky<3
Come Monday and Christa Endicott in the 2012 Devon Hunter Derby
Dear Photograph,The ponies met at the fence for the very first time 2 years ago. One was old and the other young. The old, gray, huggable, and kind gentleman died this summer in his 25th year. After he was gone, we were pleased to find a bird nest which held some of his white hair. It was a comfort to know his fur had been woven into a home for the baby wrens while they waited for their wing feathers to grow and learned to fly.Abby
I tear up every time I see this on my dash! Reblog forever!
Love this pony!!! He is struttin’ his stuff!
Taken by Bonnie St. Charles
Give me it pleaaaaaaase