

Where else would walking horses run wild but Northern Missouri? These horses are all offspring of Dark Lord's Rambler TWHBEA #834990 and had never had a human hand on them. Sweet Pea, in front, will come to a bucket, she has a large heart, like her mother, but an even bigger stomach. Joy who is 8, still wants to leave the contry every time she hears a voice or sees a person. The colt, Smoky, kicked me before I could get his halter on him, that explains why he is still dragging a rope, the litte brat...but a good looking one. I have plenty to do for a while.