Welcome to the Goodwife's blog! Here I write about our lives and the journey God is taking us on. It's a wild and wonderful ride, full of happiness and the occasional heartbreak, but the one constant is our love for Jesus Christ and our faith that God has a plan for us! We strive to submit to His will for our lives in all ways. We try to be good stewards of the land and animals God has blessed us with.
Monday, November 15, 2010
And These Are The Horses Of My Life........Part 2....The Teen Years....
If you have missed the first episode, you can click here to get caught up.
When I was 13 I had a much, much older distant cousin who had horses. He had a 2 year old Appaloosa mare named Gypsy that he wanted to sell me.
Gypsy and I in one of my senior pictures
Of course, I was horse crazy and didn't care what I got as long as I had something. He talked my folks into letting me buy her for $200 and she came home. The very first day I had her she was standing tied and pitched such a fit I was terrified to get near her. Things went downhill from there....LOL! She was such a nasty mare. I could handle her now with no problem because I'm experienced and know what to do, but boy when I was a kid it was awful. She got so nasty I couldn't even walk in the pasture. She would charge me with her ears pinned back and teeth snappin'. Every time I got on her I got thrown. I used to sing Amazin' Grace while I rode because I was so scared!
Gypsy and I. Notice the tie down, to keep her from flipping over with me. I cringe now when I see that bit and tie down. I won't ride in anything stronger than a d-ring snaffle now, let alone a tie down!
She gave me whiplash twice and flipped over backwards with me once. Such a heifer she was. She really wasn't a bad mare, she just needed an experienced rider and I wasn't it! She was physically a lovely mare though and I loved her.
Me shortly before selling Gypsy. You'll notice this was one of my many and brief periods of being slim.
I sold her when I was 17 back to the cousin I bought her from for the same amount of money, and I cried when she left.
You'd think I'd had enough wouldn't you? But no.........I started looking for another horse. Went and looked at a gorgeous black leopard App gelding. He was only 3, which turned me off, and he was BIG. I should have bought that horse. He was a wonderful, honest gelding and I think we'd have gotten along great. However, I had taken a friend with me and she talked me out of him, because he was big so he'd eat a lot and he was young.
This is Star two weeks after I got her. Pretty no? But I quickly learned that pretty is as pretty does!
She talked me into buying a Quarab mare named Star that was nuttier than a pet coon. Every time you touched her belly or her flank she would squeal and kick. Saddling her was an experience, let me tell you. Needless to say I think I only rode her a handful of times. This is the mare I had when I met The Man, and I talked about her briefly here.
Is the love dead and gone? Will she ever find a horse to love her as much as she loves him? Stay tuned for the next installment of.................And These Are The Horses Of My Life.........