Two ponies sold/long/Happy Holidays everybody

Two ponies sold/long/Happy Holidays everybody

Post by Abby Fairchi » Tue, 21 Dec 1999 04:00:00


Hey all,

Life has been hectic, no time for wrekkin'. But wanted to say Happy Holidays of
your choice to everyone here. Lets hope 2000 is full of sound horses, good
rides, the right kind of learning experiences, and maybe a good bogbash or two!

The last of the ponies, Bonnie and Sam, were sold and went to their new home in
Ohio last Thursday. They were both bought by the same family for  their 11 yr
old daughter. I hope that they are all very happy. We miss them so much.

Non horse mothers measure their childrens growth in shoes, or marks on the
wal...I have always measured their growth by their ponies. The littlest, first
ones. On to the WT'ers. Then the medium's;  then the large. No more ponies,
now. What a wistful milestone.

The ponies left early;  I was up at 5; the sky was very dark and the stars
truly glittering. I saw shooting stars which made me smile yet moved me for no
clear reason. The pones were interested in seeing me so early. I brushed them
and combed out their tails etc one last time. Packed up their stuff. I am glad
they are gone; its a wonderful home and I am so relieved. But they will leave a
big hole. Bonnie has such a personality; I used to watch her play in the field
and she was so entertaining. Two geese landed there once and all the horses
were quivering at the far ends of their paddocks.. "you go!" "no, *you* go!"
scared to death of these strange things in the field. Bonnie, after a couple of
questioning steps and foot stamps, decided they were intruders of the lowest
order, bared her teeth, s*** her neck, and chased them across the five acres
at a dead run. The poor things about had a heart attack as she nipped at their
bums as they flew low. They just cleared the fence ahead of her. She stood at
the fence and stomped her foot. "And stay out!"

I have many cheerful memories of daughter Hannah sitting on the trailer at
shows or rallies, sharing her lunch with Bonnie. Bonnie waited patiently but
expectantly as HJ tore off pieces of her pizza or hamburger or bagel or
whatever. Just like two friends having a companionable chat, but one happened
to be a pony.

Bonnie would eat anything. Oreos. Turkey sandwiches. Big flat slices of
beefsteak tomatoes. Pickles. She was very polite, but always interested in what
you might be eating. Potato chips. Peanut m&ms. We never found anything she
wouldnt slurp right down, look brightly.."thanks! more? gee,  dont mind if I
do!" She usually nickered to me, but she ALWAYS nickered to Hannah. She would
have carried HJ through fire.

Sammy was a Christmas present for Hannah three years ago. Her list that year
had 1. Sam 2. Sam 3. Sam. He was priced beyond  what we could afford, and she
understood, but was hoping for a miracle. It happened, and I was able to bring
him home the 26. He was waiting in the stall when she came out to do chores
with me. What a great mom moment.

Ah well.

Hope everyone has a great holiday!

Abby

Ekqueen..

"Think of riding as a science, but love it as an art.."  George Morris

 
 
 

Two ponies sold/long/Happy Holidays everybody

Post by Tiffany DVirgil » Tue, 21 Dec 1999 04:00:00

Abby, what a great post! You made me fondly think of my first of many ponies,
Merrylegs. I can't wait to get my daughter her first. Maybe next summer!
Tiffany

 
 
 

Two ponies sold/long/Happy Holidays everybody

Post by Tom Stoval » Tue, 21 Dec 1999 04:00:00

Quote:

>Life has been hectic, no time for wrekkin'. But wanted to say Happy >Holidays of your choice to everyone here...

And to you and yours, the same.

Quote:
>The last of the ponies, Bonnie and Sam, were sold and went to their >new home in Ohio last Thursday. They were both bought by the same >family for their 11 yr old daughter. I hope that they are all very >happy. We miss them so much...

You bring back memories. I used to shoe small ponies for children who
are now all growed up and looking for small ponies for their kids. Back
in the very early 80s, a good, small, hunter pony was an extremely
valuable commodity. I know of several that changed hands for $30k+. The
oil bidness was good and nothin' was too good for Precious. Back then,
a couple of high dollar, virtually unbeatable, ponies were owned by a
particularly arrogant *** who had a couple doing their best to be
just like dad.

A friend of mine, Jack Miller CJF, was shoeing this fellow's ponies.
They flew Jack all over the country and they even had a little sign on
the back of their trailer that said, "Shoes by Jack."  Their trailer was
pulled by a Peterbilt.

One of my customers had a small pony they'd picked up someplace for
about what it'd weigh. A backyard deal, no professional trainer
involved. The pony had good feet and didn't need any shoes, but he liked
a short foot, so I trimmed him every four weeks.

The little rat was a natural and had a hell of a pilot. The first "A"
show they took him to was the Pin Oak Charity Horse Show, the biggest
multi-discipline horse show in Texas. The pony beat some very nice
ponies, including the two belonging to gentleman with the kids studying
on becoming diplomats.

The next time I came to their barn to trim the pony, the kid said, "Mr.
Stovall, I want to show you something." She took me by the hand and led
me over to where their side-by-side was parked. On the trailer door was
a hand-lettered sign that said, "No shoes by Tom."

Times change. I was a pall bearer at the mother's funeral; the kid is
married and has kids of her own, but every time I see Jack Miller, I
make it a point to remind him of that sign.

Tom Stovall CJF
Farrier & Blacksmith

http://SportToday.org/~stovall

 
 
 

Two ponies sold/long/Happy Holidays everybody

Post by J.A.Zan » Wed, 22 Dec 1999 04:00:00

Quote:

>I have many cheerful memories of daughter Hannah sitting on the trailer
>at
>shows or rallies, sharing her lunch with Bonnie. Bonnie waited patiently
>but
>expectantly as HJ tore off pieces of her pizza or hamburger or bagel or
>whatever. Just like two friends having a companionable chat, but one happened
>to be a pony.

Yep!  Tears now for the memories, a moment of pause please.  My daughter's was
Gypsy's Pride a Morgan/Welsh cross with a character and heart of 24K gold.  We
loved her, my daughter still keeps in touch with the newest owners on the Cape.
 We sold her when Tracy was 15 (sadly outgrown) to another youngster learning
to ride (Gypsy trained the kids to a T), the instructor of the little girl took
Gypsy after the girl out grew her to teach lessons to her girls.  The last
picture we got was last summer with Gypsy looking over the stall door eyeing
the green grass, too much grass and she blew up to Macy balloon proportions,
and looking very content.

At this point Gypsy is 27 and going strong, we hope to hear about her exploits
for at least a decade more.  <G>  "God, bless us everyone; including the ponies
of this world."

Quote:
>Ah well.

>Hope everyone has a great holiday!

Back at ya'!
~Jaz.  J.A. Zanot
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Two ponies sold/long/Happy Holidays everybody

Post by Robert Johnson, Jr » Thu, 23 Dec 1999 04:00:00

Tom and Abby and everyone else:

I guess since I'm on the eve of returning home for Christmas - a place where
I grew up on horses and ponies and the wild abandon that youth can only
foster - I'm more than a bit sentimental (that, and I bought a house and am
still moving and unpacking so it just *might* be more like sheer hysteria) -
but your posts were beautiful and inspiring and melancholy and noble.
Thanks so much for sharing!

Best to all of you through the holidays!

Robby

Quote:


>>Life has been hectic, no time for wrekkin'. But wanted to say Happy
>Holidays of your choice to everyone here...

>And to you and yours, the same.

>>The last of the ponies, Bonnie and Sam, were sold and went to their >new

home in Ohio last Thursday. They were both bought by the same >family for
their 11 yr old daughter. I hope that they are all very >happy. We miss them
so much...
Quote:

>You bring back memories. I used to shoe small ponies for children who
>are now all growed up and looking for small ponies for their kids. Back
>in the very early 80s, a good, small, hunter pony was an extremely
>valuable commodity. I know of several that changed hands for $30k+. The
>oil bidness was good and nothin' was too good for Precious. Back then,
>a couple of high dollar, virtually unbeatable, ponies were owned by a
>particularly arrogant *** who had a couple doing their best to be
>just like dad.

>A friend of mine, Jack Miller CJF, was shoeing this fellow's ponies.
>They flew Jack all over the country and they even had a little sign on
>the back of their trailer that said, "Shoes by Jack."  Their trailer was
>pulled by a Peterbilt.

>One of my customers had a small pony they'd picked up someplace for
>about what it'd weigh. A backyard deal, no professional trainer
>involved. The pony had good feet and didn't need any shoes, but he liked
>a short foot, so I trimmed him every four weeks.

>The little rat was a natural and had a hell of a pilot. The first "A"
>show they took him to was the Pin Oak Charity Horse Show, the biggest
>multi-discipline horse show in Texas. The pony beat some very nice
>ponies, including the two belonging to gentleman with the kids studying
>on becoming diplomats.

>The next time I came to their barn to trim the pony, the kid said, "Mr.
>Stovall, I want to show you something." She took me by the hand and led
>me over to where their side-by-side was parked. On the trailer door was
>a hand-lettered sign that said, "No shoes by Tom."

>Times change. I was a pall bearer at the mother's funeral; the kid is
>married and has kids of her own, but every time I see Jack Miller, I
>make it a point to remind him of that sign.

>Tom Stovall CJF
>Farrier & Blacksmith

>http://SportToday.org/~stovall