- Miracles in front of us!
It was Valentines Day 2006, and, Cheyenne (SprarksFlyingCutter), my Multi-World Champion mare was due to foal the very next day. I was really hoping she would have the baby today, because I already ...
- Learning to love again
This spring, I lost a horse to colic. I'm sure I'm not the only one to have gone through this-this beastly condition robs us of a lot of our wonderful horses. It was his second colic, his second surgery, and he developed peritonitis-a condition from which there is virtually no returning. So we let him go. ...
- Cowgirl Up
Guess I've always been a dreamer, and in may ways that's true, ...
- Chico and Martha
Chico is the heartbeat that pulls it all together for Martha. She and Chico share a special, uncomplicated bond with one another. Chico is sensitive to how Martha is riding from week to week, so every footfall is carefully ...
- Derby
The first time I saw Derby, he was standing in a cobblestone courtyard, head held high, like he was proud of something that no one else knew about. A thoroughbred, at four years old, ...
- Sam's the Man
One February morning my dad flew to Canada on a "business trip." At least that was what my mom told me. Every time my father (who's in the horse racing industry) goes away, ...
- Krystin and Duke
Ever since I was a little girl I've wanted to own a horse. I didn't know anything about them though. So I went to a couple camps for three years which gave me a reason to love ... ...
- Nevada
One sweet fall morning, alike any other morning I sat in the wide window watching the wind swift through the branches of the great Maple tree; the one that awaits the winter calling on my front lawn. Something new ... ...
- In the ring without a horse
My first exposure to a horse was a grand one. A Grand Prix One, the person to whom I had just begun to trust and admire owned and competed in dressage at that level. This woman was my therapist and had only agreed to ... ...
- Eighty-Six and Fearless
If you ask me, the only people who look forward to being eighty-six are those who are eighty-five. Who would argue with Paul Newman when he says that getting old is not for sissies? Of course, who would not like to be as appealing as Paul Newman is today or any other day? There will always be men and women who make us want to be like them regardless of their age. ...
- A Christmas Colt...
I was in the sixth grade in Pinellas Park Florida going to Belcher middle school. There was a horse stable behind the trailer park I lived in by the name of Quarter Stock Farms, I worked there after school and on weekends mucking and ... ...
- The Love of my Life
Hi! I'm 9 year old Katie here to tell you about me and a horse named Driffter. It all started out I loved horses so one day my mom decided to get me horseback ridding lessons at Allison Farm. The first horse ... ...
- Love for horses
I guess you can say my love for horses runs in our family. My mother took us riding when we were babies. And I started riding when I was three. But my real love was my big blue roan appy Sugarbear. ...
- No hoof-picks in Heaven
There ain't no hoof-picks in Heaven... ...
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