Ksena a polish horse. :3

Peggyshe's so cute

Tiger Paw! I miss him.

That's a really really awesome name for a horse or pony, I just have to say!

Fire, he was our family friends horse.

Mine was Trinket!
such a darling!

A HUGE Tennessee Walker named Gypsy.

A gorgeous horse by the name of Boe. He'd chew the bark on trees and head butt his trainer, and use her as a pillow. But when she'd lean on him, he'd get fussy. He was troublesome, but I loved him all the same.

Jiminy Cricket. He was a beautiful black Tennessee Walker.

Lady, just an old bay mare with a big heart, who taught me all i know about horses. She was 24 when I first started riding her. She was a rescue horse ,all ribs and heart. But she loved kids and she was very patient well kinda patient. She overlooked all my faults an managed to teach me how to respect horses and how to be a good partner. I had to put her down this past spring, She was 29 and it hurt to put her down but she had arthritis really bad and so I decided she didn't need to be in pain any longer. I miss her but I have a orphan mare that Lady raised as her own and that mare is awesome. I love you ,Lady!

Forby, at which time a motorbike spooked her and my face met the road lol still didnt deter me

Not going to lie, I literally don't remember. I took lessons when I was like...5. I know he was a flea-bitten grey but that's it. But then when I really started riding at 8-9, the first horse I rode was named Brownie (on one trail ride) and my regular lesson horse was named Jazzy.

Betty... I first rode a horse at Girl Scout camp!

I short fun little palomino Arab/QH named I'm A Honeydew Too, Honey for short. She's 35 now and still going strong

The first horse I ever rode was my family's Chincoteague pony, Ebony. She was very sweet, playful, and loving. She was black with a white mane and four perfect white booties. She did when I was around the age of twelve. I miss her a lot, but now I have more horses since my family moved into the mountains, where we have a lot more land than in our old neighborhood.

An Arabian Mare that went by the name of Porsha. I was around fifteen years old, and I was taking my first ride on a trail in the hills of the north regions of Oregon. It was a seven hour long ride in the spring, and in the spring time it is chilly there, but luckily it was not raining. Porsha was a stubborn horse, and accustomed to competition against the other horses. She would always try to be ahead of the group, and any horse behind her would be in danger of her kicking. Hmm.. She wasn't very bright either..

Benji, he was a gray Tennessee Walker my mom had bought not long after we moved to the states. I was a small child at the time, and I always used to sit on him while he grazed in our yard. He never went far with me on his back. He sadly passed away of old age not long after. RIP Benji

The first horse I ever rode I don't remember its name. I was two, and it was so lazy it laid down while I was riding! I've been in love ever since! The first horse I remember riding was a pony named Dr. Pepper

george he was sweet and slow

Mine was Petey. It is spelled differently but he was a gray dapple gelding who was 15 years old when I rode him.

A beautiful Paint mare named Apache. I miss her and her foal

I wish I remembered but I was 4 years old when I sat on a horse the first time and there were a lot of different shetland at that time

The first horse I ever rode was named Blue!

Chuckie a chocolate palomino shetland

Mine was a pony named Dobbin