Lori posted a photo of her first horse so I thought I would do the same. Knee High, my Belgian cross and the best horse in the world. I got him when I was a kid and he was middle-aged. We had some wonderful adventures together, in the days when a kid was simply set free to do whatever. My dad gave me some basic lessons, but otherwise, you're on your own, kid. I was driven to and picked up from the stable, but left there for the day. My father was a horse lover, which is how I was able to have one. I was probably nineteen in this photo and able to transport myself by then. I was interested in a barely trained pinto but was led to Knee High by my father's rarely-shown-to-me wisdom.
Knee High died an old man in 1975. It was about 17 years before I got another, Shaka. My wild child. That fellow was a handful and that is an understatement. He turned into a great horse full of talent. He loved me and the feeling was returned and then some. Then, the crazy journey began..........
Oh wow! What a great idea for those of us who have equine right? Photos of our first horse and a little about them?
ReplyDeleteIf not a horse then a pet perhaps?
I didn't own my first equine until I was an adult and a mom. But one never forgets that first one.
Thank you for sharing this and for Lori who started it!
I thought following Lori's lead an excellent idea, Val! Now I wait for you. And yes, non equiners should put up a first pet if they had one.
DeleteI like your horse posts. This one's lovely. You have such a connection with them.
ReplyDeleteI've spent the majority of my life in their company, Boud. You can learn a lot from an animal.
DeleteWe horse people have some amazing recollections !!
ReplyDeleteWe sure do! Some of it sorta painful in many ways.
DeleteI loved the neighbors horses, I got my own horse from a sale barn...my Dad picked it out, I would have not picked her as I had my eye on a nice gelding. She was a biter...and I hated her and she hated me and I have no pictures of her...cannot even recall her name. Dad sold her and I went back to riding at the neighbors:)
ReplyDeleteFar Side, my contrary self has always liked the "personalities" 😄 At least the two of you had equal hate working for you! My dad was right about my first horse, I would likely have killed myself and maybe him, the pinto.
DeleteThanks for posting to my blog .Thompson
ReplyDeleteThanks for posting to my blog .Thompson
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your post. I guess I'm a yankee democrat!
DeleteThank you! ❤️
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DeleteI had a friend's Belgian here for years. His name was Smithfield Joe and he was like a driving school master. His owner also rode him and I took a couple of classical dressage lessons on him. He made it to 30 and was a doll. I would also love to see others first horses or pets!
ReplyDeleteThey are certainly solid horses, Lori. Knee High was a great fellow. He was calm, yet he had spark. I learned a lot from him.
DeleteYou've had awesome relationships with your horses.
ReplyDeleteI have learned a lot from them. Patience and understanding a large part of the learning.
DeleteGreat story to shave on the blog! I love that you've learned a lot from them.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ivy.
DeleteI use to show horses. We had a couple of Quarter horses.
ReplyDeleteI didn't know that! I showed the Arabian circuit in huntseat and halter and dressage. Lots of memories.
DeleteI have not owned a horse and onky ridden on once, once. I did enjoy reading Biut yiur first and certainly not lost hose, Sandra.
ReplyDeleteDorothy, I think most people have not owned or even ridden a horse.
DeleteThanks for sharing those memories! :)
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DeleteYes indeed, "in the days when a kid was simply set free to do whatever." Nowadays parents would worry that you might fall off a horse or get trampled by one.
ReplyDeleteI am happy to have been left to my own defenses as a kid, nick. We got into some things we shouldn't but figuring things out for yourself really was good for us.
DeleteOh, my horse fix for the day! Thank you...
ReplyDeleteYou are very welcome!
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