My Next Two Horses

Today’s Horse Facts: Two Horses That Weren’t Mine

Over the years that I owned horses, my hubby and I also had 11 foster kids live with us. Most of them loved the horses, but not quite like I did; nonetheless, they still enjoyed riding them. But shoveling their poop? Not quite so much.

Anyway, one of the horses we had staying with us for a while in the 1980s was a giant of a Pinto horse named Susie. At this point in my poor recollection, (and hubby’s too), we can’t remember if I bought the horse or if a friend had her

My Father with Susie

My Father with Susie

horse stay with us for a short time while she built a barn at her place. My mind is not clear on that point at all; however, I do remember that Susie, although she was SO big, was just as gentle, and anyone could ride her. In this picture, my father, who was about 5’4” tall, is standing next to Susie, so you can see how big this horse was! No way was she a Quarter Horse. I’m really not sure what bloodline was in her to be so big. We had to turn her sideways on a hill or stand on a bucket to get on her.

The other horse we had for a while in the 80s belonged to one of our foster girls, Sharon from New Jersey, who stayed with us for a short spell. She owned a handsome little white Quarter Horse whose name escapes me at the moment. Snowball comes to mind, but I couldn’t bet any money on that. Sharon’s horse was a nice little mount, friendly and easy going. We enjoyed having him with us for the year that Sharon spent with us. In this picture, Sissy (foster girl) is riding Susie, Sharon is on her horse, and I’m

Horses: Susie, Snowball, Rex

Horses: Susie, Snowball, Rex

on my beloved Rex, whom I discussed with you in my last blog. (Scroll down to other posts to see all of that and more of Rex’s pictures.)

If you have a horse, take lots of pictures of you and that equine. Date the pictures and make sure you record the names of the horse and your friends, if any of them are in the pictures with you.

Happy riding!

Marsha

P.S. Email me with stories and pictures of your horses.

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         Meet Skye & Champ.

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Today’s Horse Facts: Rex – My Favorite Horse of All Time

Rex, My Favorite Horse of All Time

My Seventh and Tenth Horse

 

Rex, My Dream Horse

I guess every horse facts lover who has owned a horse has had a favorite horse. It’s that special horse with whom you bond or have bonded. The one horse that, even after he’s gone for a long time, you still miss him.

 

Rex and Me a Long Time Ago

So it is with me. My favorite horse was Rex, who was my seventh horse and later became my tenth horse. Yes, I had owned him twice. I had to sell him when we sold our home in the early 70s to move closer to the Christian school where my hubby and I worked. A few years later after we got settled and were able to have horses again, Rex was given back to me, and he died of old age in my pasture when he was about 25 years old. That was over 20 years ago, and I still get tears in my eyes when I think about him. He was quite the horse.

I’m not going to say much more about him; rather, I’ll let you see a few pictures of him. He was part Quarter Horse and part Tennessee Walker and had the smooth stride of a Walker. He was the perfect gentleman with children.

 

Gentle Rex with Kids

Children could even ride him bareback. He never bit; he never kicked. He would lift one foot at a time when I would nudge his leg to allow me to clean his hooves.

One of my fondest memories is when I’d put sugar in my pockets. Rex would nudge me with his velvety nose right where I had hidden the sugar cubes until I gave them to him.

Although Rex had been shown by his previous owners, I never got into showing him or any of my other horses. Although he was always “show ready” with his stance and demeanor, Rex was just my buddy, my trail pal, my best equine friend.

 

Rex Squaring Up

I like to think Rex is waiting for me in heaven. If ever a horse deserved that right of passage into eternity, it was my little blood bay Rex.

Rex, I love you and still miss you.

Happy riding!

Marsha

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My Fifth and Sixth Horses

My 5th Horse

MyFifthHorse

 

While going through all my picture albums, I’ve discovered that I only have one picture of horse number five, a flighty grey Arabian, whose name I can’t even remember. The reason for that is because I only had the horse on a two-week trial basis (about 35 years ago after we moved to the outskirts of Middleburg, PA), and she only lasted two weeks. Why?

This horse, a pretty little thing, was fine to saddle and bridle, fine to walk beside and fine to ride around the barn. BUT … the minute I tried to take her any distance away from the barn, she would balk and rear up on her hind legs. It only took me one tumble off her back to realize this horse needed some work, and I wasn’t the one to do it, so she went back to its owner. It was a shame she didn’t work out for me because she was a very attractive mount, but she was headstrong; thus, she was no good as a trail horse at all.

My sixth horse was a nice looking black Tennessee Walker gelding. I remember his name, Chico, but I don’t even have one picture of this horse. Why?

Well, this horse was another two-week trial fluke.

Was he pretty as a picture? Yes.

Did he stand to take his tack and let me clean his hooves? Yes.

Was he easy to ride? Yes!

“Well, then, what was the matter?” you might ask.

The first time I rode this horse, everything went as smooth as silk. We had a great time out on the trail. When I got back to the barn, I unbridled him and tied him so I could unsaddle him. I loosened the cinch and walked around the back of him, about four feet from his rump (as I had always been taught to do), and BAM! This old boy, for no reason at all, landed a kick on my hip that, if I had been closer, could have done serious damage. Even at that distance away, he gave me a good wallop, which turned into quite a huge black, yellow, and purple hematoma over the next few weeks.

Well, enough of that. I immediately called his owner, who immediately asked, “Did he kick you?” (Surprise, surprise!) The next weekend, the black Walker, unridden after that, went back to his owner, and I was horseless once again and horse hunting for one or two good mounts.

The plain horse fact to learn from all these horse stories is that you never know what kind of a horse you are buying. He/she might look good on foreign territory, he might be pretty as a picture, and his/her owner might sell you a good line. So, when you find one you like, get the horse on a trial basis with the option to return him/her if the horse has dangerous patterns of behavior. And make sure the deal includes your getting all your money back.

Next time, we’ll discuss my favorite horse of all times, Rex.

Happy riding!

Marsha

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Today’s Horse Facts: My Fourth Horse, a Cute Pony!

MY FOURTH HORSE

Candy

Well, horse  lovers, I had a blog all ready to post about my fourth horse then I remembered that my fourth horse was really my fifth horse! You’ll see his picture and story next time.

When thinking about my horses down through the years, wango! I suddenly remembered this little pony I bought years and years ago. I think her name was Candy.

My 4th Horse, Candy

Now to this day I don’t know why I bought her because, first of all, she was only a pony and too small for me to ride. Secondly, she wasn’t trained yet. All I can remember about her is that she was so darn pretty, I couldn’t resist when I saw her. I remember lunging her and working with her on a lead rope, but that’s about it. I don’t remember much more about her, like where I got her and when I sold her. I do remember that I didn’t have her for long, but I just enjoyed having her around for a short time, just to love.

Isn’t that just the way it is with us horse facts lovers? We can’t resist a beautiful hunk of horse flesh?

Next time, I’ll tell you about my fifth and sixth horses.

Happy riding!

Marsha

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Today’s Horse Facts: My Third Horse

Today’s Horse Facts

My Third Horse: Lady

You probably won’t understand what I’m about to say if you are young, but when you get “older,” your memory can start to fail you. Duh! Everyone knows that. Anyway, the horse that I thought was my third horse turned out to be my second horse.

Like a dummy, I never marked the dates or the horses’ names on the back of the zillions of pictures I took of all my horses. So I’ve been plowing through all my albums, trying to sort out which horse was who and when I owned each. But I know that the horse in this picture is Lady, who was my second horse.

How do I know? Well, the picture shows a friend riding Lady, a bay grade mare; beside them is my husband Richard riding Moon Doggie, my first horse. So, that proved to me that Lady was my second horse. And Ginger, whom I thought was my second horse, was really my third horse. Now, are you totally confused? And, by the way, does it really matter?

Now, here’s a little bit of info about Lady, who by the way wasn’t a lady in any shape or form. She was an older horse, and you can tell by looking at her ribs sticking out in the one photo (even though I fed her tons of food). By buying an older horse, I thought I was getting a gentle down-to-earth easy rider. Well, Lady was that—kind of. As long as we rode her AWAY from the barn, she was a piece of cake.

However, as soon as we turned her around to head for the barn, look out! We needed a tight rein on her, and we never could run her going home. That little gem of info we found out the hard way.

One Saturday, hubby and I went for a short ride, maybe for an hour. I rode Moon Doggie, and hubby was on Lady. On the way home, we started to lope across a farmer’s field. We were probably a quarter of a mile from our barn.

All of a sudden, Lady took off full speed ahead and hubby couldn’t stop her. All I could see was a brown blur and him yelling, “Whoa, whoa” and yanking on the reins as hard as he could.

Do you know what we found out?

Lady had a hard mouth. You don’t want a horse with a hard mouth.

What’s a hard mouth? All the nerves in her mouth had been so damaged from bits over the years, her mouth had become totally numb to any pressure or pain. When she decided to run, she was unstoppable. What she should have had on her was a hackamore. Of course, I was still learning about horses, so I didn’t know that.

Unfortunately, Lady was so old, I think I finally sold her to the meat market, sad to say. But I’m not really sure of that. All I remember is that she was very old, and she was no fun to ride back to the barn. But, I will hand this to her. She taught me an awful lot about older hard-mouthed horses. The next time I went horse buying, I made sure I rode the horse away AND BACK to the barn.

Marsha's Little Red Barn

Marsha’s Little Red Barn

Happy riding!

Marsha

(Learn about my Keystone Stables books at http://www.marshahubler.com )

 

Please check out my latest book:

SNOW, PHANTOM STALLION OF THE POCONOS

SNOW

 Dallis Parker has dreamed about owning a wild Mustang stallion

almost her whole life, but most folks say he doesn’t even exist.

But then in a strange encounter, she

meets Snow face to face, and both their lives are changed.

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Today’s Horse Facts: My Second Horse

My Second Horse: Ginger

(Early 1970s)

Ginger, Pretty Pinto Walker

Ginger, Pretty Pinto Walker

After I sold Moon Doggie, my first horse ever and still dear to my heart, I bought a greenbroke part Tennessee Walker pinto, Ginger, from a friend whose mare had foaled this pretty little thing.

Ginger was about three years old when I bought her. Now, I want you to know that I was “greenbroke” too. I didn’t know much about horses, especially how to train them. I had only had Moon Doggie, a gentle little Welsh Pony, for about a year when I decided to move on to a bigger, flashier horse.

Well, Ginger certainly was that. She was bigger, and she was flashier. However, if ever a horse could be labeled ADHD, that was Ginger. As pretty as she was, that’s how flighty she was.

Everything scared this poor horse. When I rode her, I had to be constantly on guard because her nerves were ever psyched. Her ears twitched like radar antennae and her eyes searched out every little sound from either side as we went down the trail.

Did Ginger have that nice smooth Tennessee Walker gait? She certainly did, but she was so skiddish, I rarely could kick her up into second or third gear. Even a leaf blowing across her path would spook her, and she’d decide to take a 90-degree turn without letting me know. Whoa, babe! I had to hang on for dear life!

Marsha's Little Red Barn

Marsha’s Little Red Barn

My hubby and a friend had finished building our little two-stall barn to house my equines, so I started looking for a second horse. I kept Ginger for a year or two, but she never improved as far as her spookiness was concerned. I take the blame entirely for that because, as I said, I knew little about training horses, so I sold her to someone who planned to work with her and turn her into a fine, flashy mount.

Nevertheless, I still have fond memories of sweet, scared Ginger, a picture to feast your eyes on but not a horse to rest your butt on.

Happy riding!

Marsha

(Learn about my Keystone Stables books at http://www.marshahubler.com)

 

Please check out my latest book:

SNOW, PHANTOM STALLION OF THE POCONOS

SNOW 

Dallis Parker has dreamed about owning a wild Mustang stallion almost her whole life,

but most folks say he doesn’t even exist. But then in a strange encounter, she

meets Snow face to face, and both their lives are changed.

http://www.amazon.com/Snow-Phantom-Stallion-Marsha-Hubler-ebook/dp/B013GUF078/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1443706981&sr=1-1&keywords=Snow%2C+Phantom+Stallion+of+the+Poconos

Today’s Horse Facts: Meet My Very First Horse

Feb. 5, 2016

My Very First Horse

My Very First Horse

As all child horse lovers, I dreamed about the day I would be able to have my own horse. Only after college and marriage did that dream ever come true for me.

I look back with fond memories on the many horses I owned for about a twenty-year period. I miss those days and consider my horses as lost but never-forgotten best friends.

In this social networking world in which we now live, I really enjoy visiting other horse facts blogs, whose bloggers have shared memorable moments with their equines. So I thought I’d share some of my horsie experiences from long ago. So let’s ride back in time to my very first horse.

Moon Doggie

Riding My First Horse, Moon Doggie

Moon Doggie was safe to ride bareback

Moon Doggie came to me quite by accident. My hubby and I had been married just a short time and had moved to a rural area in central PA where I started teaching third grade and he worked in the accounting department of a state-run special needs facility.

We rented an upstairs from a retired man, Bucky, who was kind enough to already being sharing his home with my widowed aunt and her teenage son. He had enough room in his big house to accommodate hubby and me, too, while we built a ranch-style home on four acres of land about a quarter of a mile away. For practically nothing, Bucky opened his home to us.

On a whim, Bucky bought a handsome pinto Welsh Pony gelding for his one granddaughter for her birthday. I say he bought it on a whim because he didn’t have a barn for the horse and neither did his granddaughter. He also had not discussed it with anyone else, least of all the granddaughter’s mother! I remember the day the horse was delivered in Bucky’s parking lot. Bucky took the horse by its bridle and twenty-foot rope and staked it out in his small yard. All he had to house the horse was his garage, which he used all the time to park his car.

When Bucky’s daughter and granddaughter came to get the “surprise” present, Bucky’s daughter was appalled. “Dad, we can’t take that horse. We have no place to keep it.”

Can’t you keep it in the garage?”

“No way,” she said. “Ken (her hubby) will never agree to giving up his garage for a horse.”

Although the granddaughter was thrilled with the horse, her heart was also broken because Bucky’s daughter insisted that the animal be returned.

Of course, yours truly, being horse crazy since I knew what a horse was, was not about to let a horse, and such a beautiful little horse just right for my size, slip through my fingers.

My hubby and I had a close friend, Bob, who lived several miles away and had built a small shed and fenced-in pasture for his son’s horse but which was unoccupied at the time. Bob agreed not only to keep the horse at his place temporarily, but he also offered to help my hubby erect a small red barn and fence in a pasture on our four acres of property where our home was being built. In about a month, the job was done, and my Moon Doggie moved into his new barn about the same time hubby and I moved into our new house.

Moon Doggie was a sweet little horse, and I can’t remember him having any bad habits other than his favorite gait being trotting, not loping. He loved apples, which he received frequently. I also can’t remember why I ever sold him other than I wanted to get a bigger horse with a smoother second gear. But today I fondly remember my first horse, who sent me on my way to own about fifteen others.

 

Please check my latest book:

SNOW, PHANTOM STALLION OF THE POCONOS

 SNOW

Dallis Parker has dreamed about owning a wild Mustang stallion,

but most folks say he doesn’t even exist. But then in a strange encounter, she

meets Snow face to face, and both their lives are changed.

http://www.amazon.com/Snow-Phantom-Stallion-Marsha-Hubler-ebook/dp/B013GUF078/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1443706981&sr=1-1&keywords=Snow%2C+Phantom+Stallion+of+the+Poconos

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