All the pretties

My person knows how to dress me well. When we started out, she put pink stuff on me. Not just pink, but hot pink, being a bright and in your face kind of pink. I didn't know she really didn't like the color, but she agreed it did look good on me.



This pad she admits- she didn't know what she was thinking when she bought it.  The black with pink stripes tones things down a bit and makes the pink not so Icky.



There was also the addition of bell boots and this is the darker colored saddle.

She quickly grew out of that and found me some other stuff that looks really good on me too....

Turquoise or aqua polo's and bell boots to match with my fancy hunter tack. 

Ribbed rubber bell boots in white...  because the pink ones started rubbing. The mediums are a little bit big on me. Also a new bridle in My size, just for ME! (Yay!!! Squeals)

This weird contraption she uses on me sometimes. 

A pad that doesn't quite match the wraps but goes well with them.

Darle gas! Wow look at me move! Hehe!

Black is my color too!

So is tan, including a lighter colored saddle too. But what color DOESN'T look good on me? Am I right?!?!

A simple one ear slip headstall because less is more and I should be the focus of attention, not my accessories. Lol 

My every day halter

I look so SASSY in a bosal!  

A little backstory

When my new person found me online for sale, she pretty much knew from the first pics that I would be hers. After 2 months of trying to figure out when and where she could meet me and bring me home, she finally just asked where to send the check. She was impressed with my pictures that much.

My person at the time was a little shocked that she didn't even want to come see me first, but what was there to see that wasn't in the photos already? Also I wasn't trained for anything yet. I hadn't had anyone get on me and I hadn't even seen a cart, let alone pulled one so what was she going to do?

I look pretty impressive don't I?

These were the photo's from the ad online.  Hello Beautiful!

From the pic's I'm a little downhill and my person noticed I'm a little longer looking in the right front pastern than the left, but maybe that's just her take on it. I am only 3 and still have some growing to do so no big deal, right? The second pic I'm standing on a bit of a slope so that doesn't help. Haha

Less than a week after my person started riding me and everyone at the barn was definitely taking notice, my person sends a text to the previous person I belonged to. She was asking if there are any more like me because everyone at the barn is super impressed with me. She might need a few more projects.... Lol

She kind of laughed it off because as she replied- "I'll send anything I get your way to look at. She was the only pony in a hoarding case. Everything else was really old and wild. When I got her, you couldn't touch her! She had been turned out her whole life and never touched."   Another text- "She really wanted to learn once she learned we weren't going to rope her down every time we went near her. She's come quite a long way...."

What's funny is that now when my person pulls in, I whinny to her from the barn or pasture, wherever I'm at. I also come running to the gate! You know, because most of the time she has COOKIES! Or we are going to do things and after I do my best and impress her- she will give me COOKIES! In case you couldn't tell, it's ALL about the COOKIES!  Hahahahaha

A month's difference

This was me the day I came to live at the new place I would call home.






This was me about a month later.

You should see me now. lol

My new person knows how to take care of me!  👍 💖 💝 Much love!

Moving out

After the first couple rides, my person kept getting on me and we would walk around in the round pen. I began to notice small things like her taking her legs off my sides and shifting her weight slightly. She would squeeze to get me to go so when I felt her take her legs off me- I stopped. Easy enough, right?

She would still work me in the lines and things were really starting to progress. I could feel that I was and am using my body differently. 

My stride began to lengthen and my body just had a natural swing to it. My steps even felt lighter like I had more hang time in the air between strides. It was and is, a really cool feeling.

A few times I even broke into a lope. It wasn't all that fast and even though I thought my person might try and slow me down, she didn't. Instead she made a different noise and when I loped, she made all the pretty sounds to let me know she approved. I'm really starting to get the hang of this. 

Vrrrrroooooommm

Picture me doing this with my person in the saddle. Yeah because I'm rockin it!

 

I'm striding out so much better every day.