I dont own a horse or pony but when I get to be around them at the stable i work/ride at i see how they are truly diffrent then big horses. I love them so much. I see how they know they are cute and they show off. I think they are even maybe cooler then horses. I realy love how they act cute and cudly but yet realy nuaghty and stinkers. So they are there own kind.
The barn at I ride at will always remember Penelope. She was a pony probably around 13hh. She was the sweetest animal on earth. Penelope would stand still while six kids groomed her circling around her. My favorite memory is sticking post it notes on her for the appropriate body part. We stuck one with the word hock on it on her hock and one on her dock. We even stuck one on her muzzle. Unfortunately Penelope had to be put down over the summer. R.I.P.
My first pony was bought by my grandma, against my dads wishes. I fell in love at first site. He was extremely overweight and a shagy little shetland pony. He had to go on a diet, which he did not like at all, so we could ride him. He turned out to be a stubborn, willful little pony. He would drag me and my sister everywhere, I was afraid to let go on the thought he would run away and I would never get another pony. Rusty was a great riding pony. He taught me alot, I taught him a little. I love rusty, and will never forget him. I would not change a thing if I could.
My pony, Pixie Dust, is one of the sweetest equines I've ever met. She's easy-going, and seems to love everyone. She always tries hard to please. Even though she is a mare, she never acts mare-ish. I would't trade her for a million dollars.
I don't own a horse or pony, but I regularly ride a pony in lessons. She's a 14.1 Arabian mare, and though she acts extremely 'mareish' sometimes, she's a sweetheart and a wonderful jumper! She is definitely my favorite horse at the barn.
Our pony, Smokey, is half Shetland and half Gypsy Vanner. He was two years old when we got him, and in the last year and a half, he has learned so much, and proven he is worth his weight in gold when it comes to teaching my two girls (ages 4 and 8) about horsemanship and riding. He is easygoing and responsive, yet capable of extreme stubbornness: a great combination- if at times a frustrating one!
The appaloosa pony I normally ride at lessons can be stubborn- planting her head down by the ground, curving towards the inside, wanting to follow the others and socialize. However, she has taught me how to be persistant. Last friday she kept trotting while passing one of her buddies (!) and we had a perfect canter around the arena. I ? U Easy!
My first pony, a Fjord, had quite a different agenda then i did. I wanted to explore trails and jump big jumps. He wanted to drag me down the road to the nearest patch of grass. Even with different goals, he helped me master the basics that are essential today with my horses.
When I was a teenager my job was to climb on the lesson pony, Tony (Tony the Pony) once in a while and give him a tune-up. He had the bad habit of trying to scrape the kids off on the fence if the lesson got a little long and he got tired. But I have to say, he was very sweet, as long as you weren't riding too close to the fence line!
Mathilda, a German riding pony at my riding barn, is a small pony with a big atitude. Her mood seemed to change every five minutes. Sometimes she would slide to a complete stop and flat-out refuse to move even one step. Other times she would start galloping at barrel-racing speed at the slightest touch. Mathilda was a stubborn and challenging pony to ride, but riding her was always a lot of fun. Mathilda taught me confidence and fortidude, I wouldn't be the rider I am today without her.