Me and Beauty
I have always been horse/pony crazy I think I was just born that way. My dad's side of the family love horses (Plus I more like my dad)
I started to ride when I was 6 years old. I loved it now I've been riding for 6 years and I don't care when I fall off because after a while you get used to it!
My first pony was a 12.2hh bay mare called Minta. Even though I had her on loan.
She was great but after a while she buck me off or kicked me. So I had stop riding her. But then we got a new pony on loan a year later.
I was nine then but the pony I was loaning was 14.2hh black mare called Poppy she was a gentle giant. Apart from when she stood on my toe!
But sadly on the 22nd February 2004 we were getting her in from the field when another horse attacked her. All I can remember was screaming her name seeing her running off with her leg bleeding badly. I was worried about her I was mad with the horse that attacked her they put her down.
The worst part was I never got to stroke her goodbye that day. Plus my sister was going to have her first ever lesson on that day it was her birthday present that lesson and it was 3 days before her birthday. She didn't have much luck. As on her birthday our great nan died to.
Then in 2006 for a Christmas present we got a 6 month old dun foal called Beauty. But that didn't turn out right either we had to sell as we didn't have enough money we sold her to my friends mum who we loaned Minta off she said she wouldn't sell for us but a week later I looked at this horse site and found her on there for sale!
We couldn't believe it. It took some time for me to get used it. I knew I would never see her again but that happens in life.
But now my parents have decided that next year we will find a pony to rehome from a charity as we can't afford to buy one.