tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603946585821420123.post6005390083146588678..comments2023-05-27T11:53:06.487-04:00Comments on Memoirs of a Horse Girl: Memoirs: A Horse Girl and a Petite StallionValhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07335385366138424092noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603946585821420123.post-41771544823445568412012-10-07T15:34:34.802-04:002012-10-07T15:34:34.802-04:00Lots of attitude, but in a good way, of course. H...Lots of attitude, but in a good way, of course. Harry was a lot of fun to work with. He would do a natural piaffe-type movement when he got excited about something. I missed him after we parted ways.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07335385366138424092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603946585821420123.post-3622666877692601902012-10-07T10:33:04.250-04:002012-10-07T10:33:04.250-04:00I love Harry (being quite partial to Haffies)! The...I love Harry (being quite partial to Haffies)! They are so amazing and quite willing to do anything. They are often under-estimated little horses, but always bring everything they have to the table! They also have quite the attitude to boot!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02168070368360018750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603946585821420123.post-68335522300186716462011-07-31T13:30:26.910-04:002011-07-31T13:30:26.910-04:00You would have been welcome in my herd!
I would c...You would have been welcome in my herd!<br /><br />I would consider buying a Halflinger or a half Halfie, especially if I had kids and I needed a pony that we could both enjoy. There is an annual Halflinger auction in Harrisburg, PA, which is where we bought Harry. My instructor had a seriously good eye to buy a horse at an auction without having laid a finger on him ahead of time.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07335385366138424092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603946585821420123.post-68103148454864445402011-07-29T21:17:15.155-04:002011-07-29T21:17:15.155-04:00LOL I did the cantering and galloping around the p...LOL I did the cantering and galloping around the playground too. I remember some of the other kids asking to learn how, but it didn't really take off. :)<br /><br />I loved the black stallion series! Some of my favorite books. Actually I loved all of the horse books. Even as an adult I still read them sometimes. :)<br /><br />Harry is/was gorgeous! I love Halfies, but at 5'11" I just don't see me ever having one hehe.Achieve1dreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15401246064499148344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603946585821420123.post-51033735521063256462011-07-20T15:05:07.686-04:002011-07-20T15:05:07.686-04:00Mary- I am glad that you had Cricket and that he l...Mary- I am glad that you had Cricket and that he lived the life that every horse deserves. I am sorry that you had to leave him. <br /><br />I used to read like crazy until I ran out of horse books. ;)<br /><br />C,F,S-It sounds wild now, doesn't it? My friend and I used to race like The Black and Flame. We were always competing to see who was faster.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07335385366138424092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603946585821420123.post-35386187575292215012011-07-20T12:40:29.730-04:002011-07-20T12:40:29.730-04:00We also ruled the lower school playground canterin...We also ruled the lower school playground cantering, galloping and jumping over everything in our path. (I got in trouble for smacking a pesky boy with a pretend lead rope) ;)<br /><br />As well we had a seriously exclusive clique where status was determined by who had the newest Breyer model. That group was vicious!<br /><br />Harry is adorable!Calm, Forward, Straighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08360276614916635500noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603946585821420123.post-17984066112893907202011-07-20T12:06:41.795-04:002011-07-20T12:06:41.795-04:00He is so pretty! I first started my horse obsessio...He is so pretty! I first started my horse obsession when I discovered the Blaze series of books by CW Anderson, his drawings were so beautiful and I when I was reading I was Billy. At 8 I finally got my own pony and we were inseperable. Home wasn't a very plesant place to be gorwing up and "Cricket" was my very best friend and confidant. He even shared my peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I moved on to bigger horses, but none were ever the same as Cricket. My father's job tranferred him to the west coast here(I'm from Ohio) and Cricket couldn't come. I have always wondered and hoped he was treated fairly after we left. Long story short through the magic of Facebook, I just found out last week that he went on to live a very full life and only recenty passed away at the ripe old age of 30! I was so happy I cried.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04068684611506771719noreply@blogger.com