Sunday, November 18, 2018

A Girl and Her Pony

Now technically, I have never owned a "pony." While Gambler was 13.3hh and Avalon was 14.2 when I bought her, they are both Arabian crosses which, I have been told, makes them horses regardless of size. But that is beside the point.

The point is that we're all that girl. That horse-crazed tween with the awkward hair and braces. The girl with horse posters on her wall (or horse pictures cut out of calendars if you're me). The girl who watched all the cringy horse movies and read all the cringy horse books. The girl who begged for a pony. The girl who would muck stalls for free lessons.

Even if you never never went through that phase as kid. Even if you discovered a love for horses in adulthood. Even if you always grew up with horses around you. We are all that little girl. We are grown up. Some women (Or men! Wow, important side note here: sexism is not okay and the cliche that horses are a girl sport is dumb because little boys can love ponies too! Did anyone else read about Billy and Blaze?) have families and careers and other huge adult responsibilities in their lives. But the moment that we step into the barn and smell that horsey smell. Or wrap our arms around their necks. Or win that ribbon. Or ride that green horse for the first time. Or buy a new horse. Or watch our precious friend breath their last . . .

We are just that little girl and her pony.

1 comment:

  1. <3

    Q is a half-inch shy of being a pony. Morgan x Arabian makes her a "horse" sure, but if she can show in the pony rings then I'm calling her pony as much as I want, hahaha. It's actually a dream of mine to take her to some shows one day and do this very thing. She'd absolutely clean up in pony divisions.

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