Sometimes the most faithful partner in your life is an animal, maybe a dog, maybe a cat, maybe a horse.
The original horses came into our world about the 1500’s. The pueblo people saw them as Gods and ancient beings only heard about in stories, related more to the Elk, than deer.
Many pueblo families are partial to the Quarter Horse. I like the breed, however, my Pony – Horse of choice – has always been the Appaloosa, the original Indian Horse, although a good horse whatever breed is an amazing friend.
I was there the morning Spirit was born. In the minutes before he could walk, I was carrying him like a little baby, we bonded, imprinted ourselves in each other as he lay quietly on my lap. He was my little brother, a feisty little Appaloosa Colt that was biting everything. Eventually biting a gate chain and pulling his front tooth forward, he looked more like a little crazed kid – hahaha – always kicking and bouncing around with his tooth sticking out for the first few months. Every time I would walk in the corral, he would try to bounce me around and playfully kick me, eventually becoming more and more strong. As the weeks went by, I had his mamma and him so accustomed to the family that they would follow us into the house. Read More→