Straight from the Horse’s Mouth: The American Albino

The American Albino: the first devotional from STRAIGHT FROM THE HORSE’S MOUTH, my latest book idea for horse-loving tweens. Take a lookie.

STRAIGHT FROM THE HORSE’S MOUTH

A DEVOTIONAL FOR HORSE LOVING TWEENS

Volume One

The American Albino: White as Snow

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Have you ever seen a pure white horse? Ever touched one? Do you know there’s a difference between an Albino and a plain white horse?
The American Albino, also called the American White, is one of the most fascinating horse breeds. It’s known as a “color breed.” Of course, this gorgeous animal has a white coat, white tail, and white mane. However, it’s different from all other breeds because it has pink skin! If you look closely at any other breed, you’ll see the skin is dark. Besides pink skin and white hair, the Albino also has black, brown, or even blue eyes.
Since this horse is a color breed, it’s often identified with lineage breeds of horses like Arabians, Quarter Horses, Morgans, and Thoroughbreds. You’ve probably seen American Albinos and didn’t know it. They’re used in movies, fairs, and circuses. You might see a white horse in a parade on TV, but the commentator says it’s an Arabian. Old-time Westerns sometimes had the hero riding his white horse into the sunset. Silver, the Lone Ranger’s horse, was an American Albino. Just remember, whatever the linage breed, if the horse is white as snow, it could be an Albino too.
Do you know we can be like the American Albino and be as white as snow?
Maybe you’ve felt real dirty on the inside after you’ve done something wrong like talking back to your parents or telling a lie. Maybe you were nasty to a friend or you were lazy and didn’t want to do your schoolwork or chores. Don’t you just hate when you do those things, and you wish you could change?
I have super news. God’s Word tells us we can change and become as white as snow. Since we can’t be “good” all the time, God made a way for us to be clean on the inside, in our souls. He sent His Son, Jesus, to earth to die so that anyone who believes in Him has all sin washed away. All we have to do is ask Jesus to forgive us and save us, and he will. Even after we become a Christian and do wrong and feel dirty inside, He’s ready to forgive again and again if we only ask.
If you’ve never asked Jesus to wash your sins away and make you white as an American Albino, there’s no better time than right now. We can’t get to Heaven by being good. No one is THAT good. It’s only because Christ’s perfect blood washes us white as snow that we can go to Heaven when we die. Make sure today. Ask Jesus to save you, and you’ll forever be glad you did. Whenever you see an Albino, you can think of the special day you asked Jesus to come into your life and make you as white as snow.

“Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.”
(Isaiah 1:18)
PRAYER: Dear God, I’m sorry for all my sin, especially when I have a bad attitude. Today I ask Jesus to save me and make me ready for Heaven. I accept Him as my personal Savior. I know He can make me as white as snow on my inside. Show me how to become a better person, and how to choose the right things. Thank you. In Jesus’ name, amen.

SADDLE UP! (What would God have you do now?)
If you’ve asked Jesus to save you, do you think you should tell anyone?
If you don’t go to church, do you think God would want you to go? Would anyone be glad to take you? Why don’t you ask them?  ______________________________________________

(SIDE BAR 1:)
Take your ride: (Do you know?) Although white horses are sometimes called “albino,” there are no reported cases of a true “albino” horse. The absence of pigment cells called melanocytes causes the white color. All so-called “albino” horses have pigmented eyes, generally brown or blue. In contrast, many albino mammals, such as mice or rabbits, typically have a white hair coat, unpigmented skin and reddish eyes. Despite this issue, some registries still refer to “albino” horses.
(SIDE BAR 2:)
Dismount and cool down your horse! (Do you know?) “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life” (John 3:16).

http://horsebreedslist.com/horse-breeds/119/american-albino

 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_%28horse%29

Scofield Reference Bible; New York, Oxford University Press; 1945

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Today’s Horse Facts: Straight from the Horse’s Mouth, My Next Book

Take a look at my newest book idea, STRAIGHT FROM THE HORSE’S MOUTH, a 60-Day Devotional for tweens.

Horse lovers, I’d like to share some exciting news. I’m working on a new horse book (as if 13 aren’t enough.) This one’s a little different from all the rest because it’s a devotional for tween kids. We’re looking at 60 different horse breeds and relating them to characteristics a Christian kid should have in his life to glorify God.  So let’s get started. Each week for a while we’ll feature a different breed of horse after this introductory blog:

STRAIGHT FROM THE HORSE’S MOUTH

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A 60-day Devotional for Tweens

Let’s Go Riding!

Horses and kids. Kids and horses.

What is it with kids and horses?

Many kids think horses are the most beautiful creatures God ever made, even better than puppies!

As a kid, I loved horses that way. I’ve always said I was born with a silver spur in my mouth and have horse blood in my veins. I can’t remember a time I didn’t love horses.

If you’re fortunate enough to have a horse or to be around them (like mucking stalls at a riding academy in exchange for riding lessons), then you know the thrill of climbing on a horse and jogging him around the training ring or trotting down a serene path in the woods. If you’ve done so, I’m sure you’ve treated your mount with kindness, never kicking him in the ribs too hard or slapping him in the face with your reins. In return, he’s given you a wonderful ride you can talk about for hours with anyone who’ll listen without yawning a lot.

When I was growing up, I lived in a small town and couldn’t have a horse, but I dreamed about owning one someday. I read any horse book I could get my hands on, books like Marguerite Henry’s Album of Horses, The Black Stallion and My Friend Flicka. I collected horse calendars, plastic horse models, and all kinds of “horse stuff.” I colored horse pictures and watched TV Westerns along with any movie with horses in it. One Christmas, my parents gave me a “real” leather jacket with fringes all over it. I was in pretend horse heaven!

I finally had the chance to actually ride a horse … well, a pony.  When I turned about ten, my mother took me on Sunday afternoons to a riding stable where I rode Sugar, a Shetland Pony,  in a corral for a half hour at a time. Can you imagine the thrill I had every time I climbed in the saddle? I loved horses so much, I’d rub my hands real hard on Sugar when I had to get off. That way I took home with me that wonderful sweet odor of “horse.” It lasted a few hours (or until my mother made me wash my hands to eat supper.)

As I became an adult, I prayed I’d be able to have a horse of my own. I’m so happy to say that God answered my prayer. Once when I had my own home and a job to afford a horse or two, I had horses for a long time. I have years of wonderful “horse time” memories I’ll cherish forever.MyFifthHorse

Do you know there’s someone else very important in your life who loves horses as much or more than we do?

God loves horses. Do you know there are about 150 verses in the Bible that include the word “horse”? Do you think if God mentioned equines so many times in his Holy Word that he’s also very fond of one of the most beautiful creatures he ever made? But there’s something, or someone, God is much fonder of than horses.

You.

God wants you to know He loves you more than anything in this world. He also wants you to know about Him and His Son, Jesus Christ, who came to this earth over 2000 years ago and gave His life so you could live in Heaven some day.

The best way to learn about God and Jesus is to read the Bible. We call that special quiet time with your Bible “having devotions.” If you are a Christian, then you probably already have devotions every day, and that will help you become a strong Christian with a determination to do right.

So saddle up and get ready to hit the trail. Next time, we’ll look at our first horse, the American Albino, and see what’s so special about that breed.

Marsha

http://www.marshahubler.com

Have you read my Keystone Stables books yet? How about starting with A HORSE TO LOVE, book one in my best-selling Keystone Stables Series:

Foster kid Skye Nicholson hates everyone and everything until she meets a beautiful show horse, Champ, at a foster home and special needs riding academy

keystone-stables-book-1Available at any bookstore on online at Amazon, Zondervan, or Barnes and Noble

Today’s Horse Facts: Lady, My Third Horse

My second horse, Lady, wasn’t a lady at all. Find out why.

Today’s Horse Facts

Lady: My Second or Third Horse?????

Lady, My Second Horse

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.

Lady with Moon Doggie in 1971

Next to 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 the horse behaved going away and back to the barn.

Happy riding!

Marsha

http://www.marshahubler.com

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My 5th and 6th horses weren’t exactly a lady nor a gentleman.

My 5th and 6th horses weren’t exactly a lady nor a gentleman.

My Fifth and Sixth Horses

My 5th Horse

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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

http://www.marshahubler.com

(Buy a horse book for a friend!)

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BOOK ONE: A HORSE TO LOVE

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Read about foster kid, Skye Nicholson, and her show horse, Champ, and all their exciting adventures.

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Today’s Horse Facts: My Third Horse

A memory: Marsha’s third horse from long ago

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.

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: My Second Horse

The second horse I owned, Ginger, was a beauty, but she had a big problem.

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

I acquired my very first horse, Moon Doggie, quite by accident.

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