Post by amby on Mar 7, 2007 0:00:49 GMT -5
I currently still have my first horse. I know how special he is to me, and I thought while we watch, the recollections of our first horses could entertain us.
Our story,
I was at a church picnic the summer after my Junior year and I heard a gentleman speaking about a horse for sale. Being a sucker for anything with four hooves of course I inquired about him. He was a 5 year old, White, TWH x MFT named Casper. Something felt right so I asked my mother about going to see him. She agreed, I drove out there with George (Casper's previous owner) and the MOST GORGEOUS horse I've ever seen, stood in the pasture with two paint mares. He looked up when we got out of the truck and left his pasture mates to follow us to the barn. That day I brushed him and petted him, and throughly enjoyed being in a horse barn. A few weeks later I was still staring at pictures of our first meeting and decided to go back and ride him. It was noon on a June afternoon (90+ degrees) and in the round pen he was LAZY. Then I decided to ride him back to the barn. There was the speed. I tried to move him into a trot and he TOOK OFF!! That is what won me over, he had spunk and personality, I could control him, and in a few minutes had him working on voice commands instead of with pressure (in hand) however, I had no money and no place to put him. So for the next year, my pictures had to satisfy me.
My senior year, our english teacher had us decorate our folder with items that were important to us. Of course, Casper was placed on my folder. Though I continued to wish for him it didn't do much good.
Toward the end of the year I signed my scholarship deal and my parents started asking about what I wanted for graduation, I knew better than to ask for him, but I did want something living, my mom convinced me I was going to get pygmy goats. I also began saving, planning, and searching for a horse. I figured I would get a colt and raise it. (cheaper alternative.) however my dad had me call George to see if casper was for sale. He (you guys) thought an older horse would be a better alternative. Come to find out, George had turned down other offers because he wanted me to get Casper. He agreed to wait until January 2007 so I could save the money. Unknown to me, my parents had already bought casper.
ON may 20, 2006, my graduation day my mother woke me up and asked me to go outside. I was ready to be excited over a car or a goat pen, or something like that.
I almost died because my dream of waking up and finding my horse in the yard had come true. I opened the door to find him, my White Horse, was in the front yard of my subdivision. I was SOOO excited!!
Sorry its so long. I can't wait to hear the stories of yalls first horses.
Our story,
I was at a church picnic the summer after my Junior year and I heard a gentleman speaking about a horse for sale. Being a sucker for anything with four hooves of course I inquired about him. He was a 5 year old, White, TWH x MFT named Casper. Something felt right so I asked my mother about going to see him. She agreed, I drove out there with George (Casper's previous owner) and the MOST GORGEOUS horse I've ever seen, stood in the pasture with two paint mares. He looked up when we got out of the truck and left his pasture mates to follow us to the barn. That day I brushed him and petted him, and throughly enjoyed being in a horse barn. A few weeks later I was still staring at pictures of our first meeting and decided to go back and ride him. It was noon on a June afternoon (90+ degrees) and in the round pen he was LAZY. Then I decided to ride him back to the barn. There was the speed. I tried to move him into a trot and he TOOK OFF!! That is what won me over, he had spunk and personality, I could control him, and in a few minutes had him working on voice commands instead of with pressure (in hand) however, I had no money and no place to put him. So for the next year, my pictures had to satisfy me.
My senior year, our english teacher had us decorate our folder with items that were important to us. Of course, Casper was placed on my folder. Though I continued to wish for him it didn't do much good.
Toward the end of the year I signed my scholarship deal and my parents started asking about what I wanted for graduation, I knew better than to ask for him, but I did want something living, my mom convinced me I was going to get pygmy goats. I also began saving, planning, and searching for a horse. I figured I would get a colt and raise it. (cheaper alternative.) however my dad had me call George to see if casper was for sale. He (you guys) thought an older horse would be a better alternative. Come to find out, George had turned down other offers because he wanted me to get Casper. He agreed to wait until January 2007 so I could save the money. Unknown to me, my parents had already bought casper.
ON may 20, 2006, my graduation day my mother woke me up and asked me to go outside. I was ready to be excited over a car or a goat pen, or something like that.
I almost died because my dream of waking up and finding my horse in the yard had come true. I opened the door to find him, my White Horse, was in the front yard of my subdivision. I was SOOO excited!!
Sorry its so long. I can't wait to hear the stories of yalls first horses.
. There was no way I would even consider any other horse. Being a true businesswoman, his owner offered to let me 'work with him', doing ground manners and grooming and such. When she came out of her house one day to see him laying down, napping, and me laying across his back just relaxing in the sunlight, she said "you two are meant for each other". I bought him a couple months later. He is the grandson of the mare I was leasing. I later bought her as well. Unfortunately I lost her about 2 1/2 years ago to a broken leg, so Amistad is my only horse at the moment. He will live out his life with me.
