
I realized that I had not yet told the story of how we became a horse family.... so here goes.
Imagine if you will lush green grass, a magestic club house, grounds manicured to perfection, yes all the trappings of a elite private country club. Hubby and I are were members. Its a wonderful July day and Hubby has taken me for an outing at the "club", we have on the approved club gear, me crisp white sleeveless (risky) polo with tan and white checked capri pants to match. Hubby who already looks like a Kennedy is decked in country club attire. Now keep in mind this is a BIG stretch for a ranch girl like me. But what the heck they had good cocktails. At this point Hubby has paid a bunch of $$$ for my lessons and I am yet to improve at all. We are on the driving range, well he is on the driving range. I am laying on the grass spinning my driver like a baton singing the Donald Duck song ( for those of you that dont know that tune, you sing Donald Duck and then sing every four letter word you can think of that rhymes with duck). Now hubby may have already caught on that Golf was not my gig when he caught me the week before removing crab grass clumps from the yard with a 9 iron. It works really well.
Its is also about 100 degrees and I have been stung by a bee and I am very crabby. Hubby turns to me after a spectacular drives and utters the words I will never forget...."What do you say we get you that horse you are always taking about wanting"
I was up and waiting for him in the care about 5 minutes later. Hubby strolls to car from clubhouse, hops in, looks at me and said I just resigned our membership, lets go horse shopping.
The rest is a whirlwind of finding a boarding barn etc oh yea and falling in love with Abu.
For the first few monthes Hubby came to the barn with me every day, he cleaned, groomed, picked up poop and just took it all in. Hubby was not a horse person. Hubby was a city boy. One day in November Hubby says " I want my own horse" So not being a control freak on anything I say "OK but it has to a Chestnut Gelding with 4 hi matching white socks and a white blaze", this was really a tactic just to slow him up a bit. With in hours Hubby has car keys in hand and we are on our way to look at the exact horse I described. By the end of that day Tonka (formerly Sundancer) was snug in a stall next to Abu. Hubby and Tonka have not looked back once. Tonka was VERY green so Hubby bought books and videos and brought him along for the first year all by himself. He did have Trainer Tracey ride him a bit just to help.
The rest is History. We now spend every evening we can together with our boys at the barn. Hubby still golfs, but he says he would rather be on a trail ride.
Todays picture is Tonka the first time we saw him...He is just so CUTE!!!




