Our girl horse is Cookie, and believe me, she’s a whole ‘nother story! Cookie is a twenty year-old, brown and white pinto pony. She’s a cute little mare and such a flirt! Just ask the boy horses that are always trying to get her attention!
Cookie joined our herd a few years ago and became a real favorite with our riders ’cause she’s short and easy to get up on. Her favorite things to do are to run like crazy out to pasture, get down and roll, and then eat all of the grass she can get her teeth on!
Now for the guys. First of all there is my best buddy and pal, Abraham. We all call him Abe and the Feeders call him “Abie Baby”. (Those Feeders can be a real trip!) He is a twenty-eight year-old Arabian whose color is called flea-bitten gray, which I think is kind of rude, but oh well. Abe is a real celebrity. He was the Indiana Therapy Horse of the Year in 2004. Abe’s favorite thing to do is to have his picture taken.
Then there is Max. Max is a fifteen year-old, bay colored, American Quarter Horse who happens to be the biggest guy in the Herd. He weighs in at about 1,200 pounds and thank goodness he doesn’t realize how big and strong he is! He’s always gentle and sweet with the students and never tries to push any of the herd around. He has a gigantic crush on Cookie (go figure!) – who just won’t give him the time of day. Max’s favorite things to do are to eat and flirt with Cookie.
Harley is a twelve year-old, red roan colored, American Quarter Horse and Max’s little cousin. We call him “The Baby” because he’s the youngest. The Feeders call him other things sometimes because Harley can be mischievous. He has to have his nose in everybody’s business and always tries to do things his own way. He’s learning fast how to be a good horse for our riders and I think he’s going to be one of the best. Harley’s favorite things to do are to play with the water hose and boss Max around!
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“When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.” ~William Shakespeare, Henry V