Hehehhehe!!!
We had a shetland pony (white) named "Snowball"--a stubborn little creature that would feign a limp until the pasture gate was opened, then RUN LIKE HELL to the horizon!
Hehehehehe
God, I loved that miserable beast!
Then we had a little Welsh/shetland mix pony named "BUCKY" who would actually drop to his knees as if having a heart attack. When we got off to inspect him, He snickered (Yes, literally snickered) and ran like hell to the barn in hopes of some oats.
Heheh hehehehe
Who says animals don't have personalities?
We had a lot of horses, growing up on the farm.
Prince--a mean Welsh stallion that bit and kicked at every opportunity.
Dottie--the most enormous horse I have ever seen--a beautiful appaloosa who died of meningitis. It took the five of us kids DAYS, but we dug her a grave as we didn't want her to be hauled off to the rendering plant.
Sinbad--an arrogant but loveable Arabian
Cocoa--a tiny pony we got for a dollar--he had not been cared for properly, and his hooves had curled up like Turkish bedroom slippers. They were so bad, that there was nothing we could do about it--he just had to hobble around like that. He was like a giant cat. He loved nothing better than to lay in the sweet grass with his head in your lap while you stroked his face and told him all your secrets and woes. I wish I still had him. What a sweetie.
Thunder--a big palomino with the disposition of a friendly dog.
Tattoo--a very small Arabian who was sweet and shy.
There were others, but those are the ones that stand out.
My sister now raises Missouri Foxtrotters--they are beautiful and good tempered animals.
http://www.tribirchfarm.com
Someday.....................
