This is the colt from the wild mare. With the move to Alabama choices had to be made. Richard is now the proud owners of the wild mares and Fred is the new owner of Smokey. Isn't he a cutie. He is progressing nicely with his taming.
I finally made it to Alabama. I still have to go back to MO and pick up the rest of my horses. I now have a good dsl connection so can upload photos. I hope to do a better job of staying current now. The trip was interesting. Life is an adventure. We drove all night and drove straight thru. I left in a flurry as Diamond Dust wasn't going to wait till her due date and I wanted the foal to be born here. She had it about 5 hours after we got here and settled in.
I recently was asked to judge the Miniature Donkey Breeders of Missouri www.mmdba.com fun show in Hartville MO. I have to admit it was harder than I thought it would be! Everyone deserved better than last place, but it had to go to someone each time. If you all get the chance to see them at the sate fair in August I recommend you do so. My favorite class had to be the coon jump. Talk about fun to watch. These little guys jump higher than their own backs from a stand still! This photo is from their website, used with permission.
I am in CA for the big day and will soon return to MO for a short while. Charissa, my niece, has done the honors. This is a photo of myself, Chari, and my mother. Mom deserves her share of credit for this event. Way to go Char!!!
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.