Regarding the Horses in our lives...

[casportpony]

This one I still have, though it's probably her last year with us due to her health issues:


-Kathy

 

[enola]

I bred Stella to a Negrataz son

And got LC Jazz

 

[casportpony]

I bred Stella to a Negrataz son



And got LC Jazz

Very nice!

-Kathy

 

[casportpony]

Bigger pictures, lol, my eyes are too old.

-Kathy

 

[casportpony]

Two more:





-Kathy

 

[perchie.girl]

I bred Stella to a Negrataz son



And got LC Jazz

Oh I opened the picture and What a pretty face... Did she have a blaze when she was a filly?

deb

 

[casportpony]

Quote: She does have a lovely head.

-Kathy

 

[enola]

Her mother - Stella - was a grey Sabino, complete with blaze from eyes to back of her chin, 4 high whites and a white belly spot. Her udder was pink!

Her sire was a solid (blood) bay with absolutely no white.

Jazz was bay colored when she was born, with a tiny white mark between her eyes that looked like a capital J. Her sire's name was Chazz (barn name) so I named her Jazz. She has one hind fetlock that is white.

 

[enola]

I think she is lovely, too. I am a little biased, though.

 

[perchie.girl]

This is a pix of Me and Marc in 1971 I think he was four or five I was about 25-26


He was about two or three in this picture


Here is his momma.... Carmel Mist we think she was standardbred... She was two here Boy did she have a trot
IN 67 I was twelve



Here she was after she growed up some


Typical ranch shot... picnic tables and horse poop and hitch posts. That other horse in the picture was a ex trotter off the track. He had lip tattoos to prove it... We called him Hoss It was hard to get him to canter...

My other mare I had briefly there at that ranch.... Goldie.,. an ex parade horse Thought to be ancient at the OLLLD age of 17



For what its worth IN the first year I went through four horses...

Relampago ... spanish for lightening... First trail ride saddle slipped I fell on my back in some rocks big cobbles the size of your head.
Stable owner said get rid of him because he had a rep as an outlaw. He threw her steeple chase rider daugter in the next month. (when I was twenty five my back went out and the xrays at the chiropractor said I had crushed a vertibre around the age of 12)

We traded straight across for a babysitter gelding named Dobbin. 25+- and I rode the heck out of him... By the end of six months I chose to have him put down... Too much arthritis and no hope for him to get a pasture home... remember back in 67...

I had been riding Goldie and the woman loved the fact that we got along so well so when Dobbin was put down she gave me Goldie... only to take her back three or four months later she was put out to be a brood mare... she died of hepatitis withiin the year... No disposable needles in those days either.

Final horse in 67 was Misty... she was two when I got her... She passed when she was eleven from an entrolyth. Mom still has the stone. Yep we had a necropsy. Vet said she felt a pain in her tummy then got tired and layed down to sleep... Probably one of the best ways to go if it has to be.... The stone got so big it ruptured an artery and she bled to death internally. The vet said if you can look inside the stone you will find either a nail or a sharp rock or sumthing sharp. they normally get about the size of a piece of poo and get passed on. the big ones he said take years to develope probably eight or nine years.

Dad had the stone xrayed There was a little squiggly piece of wire in there about an inch long and bent up.

The stone itself was nine pounds...

deb