listens to horses: February 2007

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Ramjam

Here is the newest addition to our little herd. He is to be the sire of the wild horses foals for this year. He was born July 22, 2005. He is a descendant of Personal Power, Ebony's Collector, Prides Generator, Prides Gold Coin, and A command Performance. He came to us from Walking Tall Ranch in Western Grove Arkansas from the breeding program of Nick Eddings. We bought him for Richard Davis of Hartville MO and he gets to stay with us for the season. His daddy is a tovero and his dam is black. We are having fun thinking of the colors and patterns we may get. With him also being a negative stallion he is safe to breed to Diamond Dust without the chance of a NI foal.

Friday, February 23, 2007

We have Pomeranians

Here are my newest babies! The black and tan is a male and for sale, but the girl I get to keep. I call them Mr. Personality and Miss Meanness.

Monday, February 19, 2007

Off to school

Some more real old photos. These would be me at 5 years old.

I can still remember that lunch pail, it was my favorite and had a matching thermos.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Big dog

This is Pete playing with the lab pups before they went to the trainers. Pete is the farm dog, he would rather be a portch dog.

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I have been a hippophiliac {lover of horses} all my life. I was born in Garden Grove CA where we could not have horses. After wanting one for so long and saving LOTS of dimes and pennies, in the summer of 73 we moved to Norco CA. I finally got my first horse at age 7. She was a hateful Appaloosa mare in foal. Boy did those first horses teach me some things. By the time I was 10 I no longer had my own horse and had to ride the horses no one else wanted to, if I wanted to ride. I could ride horses my friends and family could not. I got the chance to work with show horses of several breeds and disciplines growing up. I lived within riding distance of Ingall’s Park so saw lots and lots of shows. My brother’s girlfriend (now his wife) showed Morgan horses and later their trainer bought the place across the road from my parents. Quite by accident I got into training horses. I mean that was all I wanted to do anyway, but to make money at it? COOL! I was 13. I started with rehabbing outlaw horses (a very learning experience for me) and went on to starting young Arabian horses then Morgans. In the early 90’s I moved to the Missouri Ozarks, near Ava. There I opened my own training barn open to the public. I trained horses for a living there for over 10 years before a bad marriage and an injury put an end to that. After the divorce and loss of my farm I traveled around quite a bit. I learned a lot and had good and bad times. I am now back home in the Ozarks with a brand new plan. I plan to build the ultimate trail horse. What that means to me is, big, bold, and beautiful. I want a horse pretty enough to show on the weekends, athletic enough to ride all day over rough terrain… day after day, and smart enough to save my life if need be, with a walk to bring tears to your eyes!!! I plan to start with the best blooded brood stock, with outstanding conformation, large hearts, big motors, and beautiful color...that can walk the walk, in the building of my ideal trail horse.