Hi. I, like a billion other little girls out there, was obsessed with horses when I was little. However, I never grew out of it. Most girls have a horse phase, where all they can ask for is their very own pony. I never got out of that stage... or I'm mentally stuck as a five year old. (Which if you know me...). I got on my first horse when I was less than one year old! He was a 15.3 hand Quarter Horse named Cowboy. (Of course). I grew up riding Cowboy, a mustang that my mom's friend adopted from BLM Wild Horse and Burro Adoption Center in Nevada named Chip, an appaloosa that was 27 years old and took me into rodeos, jumping, and parades named Sissy. I rode any horse I could, but never owned my very own. Until April 2nd, 2012. A year ago yesterday.
Ok, so now you know that. But now I need to tell you about her. She was 8 years old (her birthday is March 30th), now she's 9. She is half thoroughbred, quarter Percheron, and quarter Quarter Horse.
Now you might be asking who would possibly breed such a weird mix. Sadly, I have an answer. She was a Premerin Mare. If you don't know what that is, then stay tuned for my next post!
Enjoy!
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