Several years ago I was attending a planning meeting for our county fair, which was to be held at a brand new site. There were still some pieces of tree roots up to about a foot long and as big around as one's thumb scattered across the grounds here and there. A member of the established horse world pointed out that no one with quality horses would risk injury to their horses by bringing them out into a place of such unsure footing where an injury could result at any moment.
Last night I joined four of my riders for a frozen ride in the woods in pitch darkness. We road though the cut over and cantered down the lumber paths on several Corollas and a Chincoteague/Mustang cross and Comet.
Thank God we own such scraggly horses. If we had been stuck with quality horses we would have never made it home.
I'll take my scraggly, scrawny, worthless, mustang, pony happily through anything before I would take a upper class, well bred, fancy, horse one step. They just don't compare.
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