Remarkables
The Sweetest Kind of “Marmalade”
I will now tell you about my pony “Marmalade” that came all the way from St. Paul, Minn., to Sunny California. One day I happened to find a paper with ever so many ponies in it, and as I always wanted one I became very much interested in it and wanted to try and win…
Read MoreMy Dear “Ranger”
My pony, “Shadyside Ranger” arrived July 29th. It was a rainy day but mamma hitched her driving horse to the farm wagon and drove to the depot and as she came down the street everyone was saying “Oh see, the dear little pony going down to the Towers Farm.” They all knew where he was…
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[From 1907 to 1918, the Webb Publishing Company hired children to sell subscriptions to The Farmer’s Wife magazine. Some of these children, due to their exceptional salespersonship, were awarded the grand prize. The grand prize was a Shetland pony, along with a saddle and bridle.] When I got a letter that I was one of…
Read MoreMy Darling “Tip”
[From 1907 to 1918, the Webb Publishing Company hired children to sell subscriptions to The Farmer’s Wife magazine. Some of these children, due to their exceptional salespersonship, were awarded the grand prize. The grand prize was a Shetland pony, along with a saddle and bridle. The following letter to the publishing company is written in…
Read MoreGar, The Best Mini Horse
When I think about all of the horses, ponies, and minis that I’ve purchased, Gar was the best purchase that I ever made. He wasn’t cheap, but he was a steal. At the time, my daughter was about 5 years old. I wanted a miniature horse that I could trust. That was broke. That was…
Read More“Major” The key to my childhood independence
Major was a laminitic pinto pony that my mom got for me from a family friend. He was fat, headstrong, and hard-mouthed. Perfect for 5 year-old me. I rode him all over our farm property, and I became convinced that I was actually an “Indian” because I had dark hair and a pinto pony. Many…
Read MorePoncho – My very first barnyard Shetland.
He was a sorrel and white tobiano with hair of similar texture and appearance of a wire-haired Jack Russell terrier – year-round. I believe Poncho was in his twenties when he was finally handed down to me by my older sisters. He used to just lay in the pasture and let me climb all over…
Read MoreSluggo – The Swedish Jumper Pony!
Coming from a big Swedish family with six daughters, we couldn’t afford to own ponies or horses. So, we worked very very hard at the barn to pay for lesson ponies and local horse shows. This is “Sluggo” and I at a local show in Stockholm in the mid/late 80ies. He was the ultimate riding…
Read MoreButtercup Came Home on September 15, 1977
She was my first pony. Buttercup was blond and beautiful and confident… everything that I was not. Buttercup was an unregistered, 54” palomino pony. I showed her at open shows and in 4-H. Her lope was not slow. In fact, we were pretty sure that she kept trying to find the “front” of the “race”…
Read MoreLaser, The Loveliest A-hole Pony I Ever Known!
To put it simply, Laser was kind of an asshole. He had a nasty buck, he knew how to snuggle up to you and then use just his front teeth to pinch your skin, he would roll when he saw you coming to get him in the paddock, and he’d run away with a walk/trotter…
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