listens to horses: January 2008

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

My Haggatha on a day off...

Isn't she lovely? This photo was taken at Blackwater Farms just this week. In the background are the horses in their pen, Zane just behind her, Taffy hanging her head over the fence wanting out too and Prince on the far right looking at me taking the photo.

Friday, January 25, 2008

Blackwater Farm

Here are the horses enjoying a bit of time at the new barn.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Here is what a day of dog training looks like

Ron shooting with Miss Barbara handling Cowboy and Fred on a back with Trapper.

This is of course Hag and I. She looks kinda poor from feeding the colt but now that he is weaned she is starting to look good again. She is so nice to ride (for me anyway)

This is Fred on his plantation horse Sage. Sage is like 6 years old and way inmature for his age but getting better. The spotted horse is Ranger and he has been in the program for many many years, he is like 30 years old, and still going!

Friday, January 04, 2008

Pupper

Yes I know a silly name...but it just stuck. Pupper is now one year old! Isn't she adorable? She is very smart too. Beauty and brains, who could ask for more?

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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.