My favorite pony/horse growing up was a POA - Appaloosa Pony - about the size of a "cob" - not horse sized, but bigger than a shetland (and yes, I agree that shetland ponies are mean cusses and shouldn't be allowed near children - cute size doesn't equal cute disposition.) If you got her a taller pony, she could ride it longer and not want to switch to a horse in a year or two (maybe
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My POA was a sweet thing - bomb proof all the way, and I used to just lay out on his back in the field and read a book while he ate grass - no bridle or saddle, just hopped on bareback and laid there reading. I was about 8 years old when I got my POA - before that I had a full sized horse that had been handed down to me - she was fantastic, and I've never met a nicer horse, but she was also in her mid to late 20's and had arthritis and didn't last long before she had to be "put to pasture". We had owned her for many many years, I was just the youngest and got her last.
Every shetland pony I've ever owned either bit me (one bit me in the stomach when I was about 5 years old - picked me up and shook me before dropping me) or when I did ride them, the one I recall (Billy) would take you down the lane and dump you into the barbed wire fence, then run back to the barn. Shetland ponies are evil.
meri

My POA was a sweet thing - bomb proof all the way, and I used to just lay out on his back in the field and read a book while he ate grass - no bridle or saddle, just hopped on bareback and laid there reading. I was about 8 years old when I got my POA - before that I had a full sized horse that had been handed down to me - she was fantastic, and I've never met a nicer horse, but she was also in her mid to late 20's and had arthritis and didn't last long before she had to be "put to pasture". We had owned her for many many years, I was just the youngest and got her last.
Every shetland pony I've ever owned either bit me (one bit me in the stomach when I was about 5 years old - picked me up and shook me before dropping me) or when I did ride them, the one I recall (Billy) would take you down the lane and dump you into the barbed wire fence, then run back to the barn. Shetland ponies are evil.
meri