CrazyChookChookLady
Crossing the Road
One is in her mid 30’s, and the other is a jerk... he isn’t well socialized and needs worked with daily by one person to keep him in line, or he gets aggressive, bites, and he will roll on his rider. You’re welcome to come take him! He can’t be Pastured with the other three because he bites and kicks them... even big Donnie, our Draft mix, was getting beat up too much, I don’t think being alone and not getting regular people attention does Raymond (the jerk) any good. I should take some pictures of them. They free range the lower half of our property near the house and down the road by the vineyard.
I'll take the Old girl!! I love old mares. They have so much wisdom and it you ask nicely they will share it with you. Lily, my walker was 31 when she died. This is my old girl. Anna learned to ride on her and we both miss her daily.

One of the "promises" my ex-husband used to get me to marry him was that we'd build a barn and I could open a retirement boarding stable. Well we built the barn, made a very small 30 foot by 100 foot run and never fenced in another square inch of the 7 acres he had.
This was Jazz, her boyfriend who loved her WAY more than she loved him! He was an anglo-arab or a Thoroughbred and Arabian cross. He was a hunter/jumper, so I fully retired him when I got him. He was a great lawn mower and a goofball!
