Growing up it was the black stallion, I rode my poor arab with nothing on him in the pasture for months. I still don't know why he didn't kill me! What a rush it was to canter (in my mind a gallop) doing that arms out thing.

Next it was Wing Commander, he was just the most beautiful Saddlebred ever to me. My Father bought me a Wing Commander grandson for my high school graduation present...

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Then I grew up and went through some injuries and having a child, I slowed down and bought my dream boy Norman, aka Quickstar NKS. Here he is after winning champion JR Western Pleasure at New England.

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Now my dream horse is Santa Fe Renegade, he is just gorgeous and throws such beautiful foals, one of them is in my trainer's barn.

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Here is the horse from my trainer's Artful Image, she won the three year old wp at OKC this year..if I had the money I would buy her in a heartbeat. She's only going to get better.

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Natty Bumppo wrote:


i am always amazed that people feel the need to ask if roaching is the answer. roaching is never the answer. never. not even if your horse's mane is on fire and the only way to put it out is to cut it off. it'd look better singed off from an out of control fire than from being roached. the end.