We sold the mother to this filly a few years back in foal to Jewel. Her new owner, Marie Coutu, drove all the way from Ontario Canada to pick her up. She had this darling filly the next Spring, they call her Roo.
Marie and her daughter are quite ambitious. They show in performance halter and actually fit these cowhorse babies and get them shown as youngsters. As you can see, they do lots of other fun stuff with them too. This is the same filly that's listed on my website for sale, her name is Cash Or Chex Doc.
When I saw these pictures, I couldn't help but think back to when I was a teenager, by the way, that was a 100 years ago! My best friend Kris and I would pack a lunch, put on our suits with a pair of jeans over the top, and ride our grade ponies, Cinnamon and Champ right through the middle of town and out to a little channel at Liberty Lake. I bet the ride was a good 10 miles. When I look back on it, I can't believe our parents let us ride so far and through so many dangerous situations.
We rode every day and literally rode the shoes right off of our horses. We would spend the day out there swimming those poor ponies back and forth across the channel. There was no better fun than those hot summer days.
The ride home, NOT SO FUN!! We didn't bring dry clothes with us other than the jeans we had, so we pulled those jeans up over our wet swimsuits and hopped up for the bareback ride home. I don't even think I owned a saddle at the time. Anyway, during our fabulous day of swimming we had collected some little pieces of sand in our swimsuit bottoms. Well, you can only imagine what our behinds started feeling like riding bareback in a wet swimsuit for 10 miles with sand stuck in our pants! Needless to say, I ended up getting off and walking most of the way home.
The pain doesn't cloud any of the fun we had, and oh the memories, I could write a whole book about my adventures with Kris. We did some crazy stuff over the years, but that's for another day.