I was tagged by Oh HorseFeathers to put up an old picture and tell it’s story and then tag three others to do the same. I had to sort through some photos before I came up with one that had a story.
The picture is of my grandson Hunter, my miniature horse stallion Buck and Katja. Hunter moved in with me spring before last when he was three. Buck was 12 that spring so he had some age on Hunter. Buck was a wonderful mini. We had so much fun with him in the cart and on drives to the park. His only really bad habit was that no one could catch him until he was darned good and ready to be caught. He was smart and wily enough that not even grain could tempt him near enough to get a handle on him.
Hunter spent hours out in the pasture with him. At the time, Buck was the only horse on the place and Hunter would slide through the fence and follow him around. In time, I would see him out there walking along beside Buck just talking up a storm. And then he would throw an arm over Buck’s neck and they would just stand there. Hunter talking and Buck grazing.
Eventually, Hunter learned to get the lead line and would take it with him. He would snap it on Buck’s halter and walk him all over the pasture. He would take him over to the barn and brush him. I don’t think he ever took him treats unless one of the grownups was right there. This picture was taken on one of their walks.
I was moving something into the barn one day and as I went through the gate, Buck slipped out. I grabbed a bucket of grain and a lead and chased that fool horse for 30 minutes. I was out of breath and he was having a ball.
A couple of the neighbors had joined in the chase and we were none too successfully trying to herd him back into the pasture. About the time, I was ready to give up, my daughter pulled up with Hunter. Hunter walked up to him and lead him back into the pasture by the halter fussing at him all the way.
When Hunter and his mom moved to Washington State last year. Buck went with them. As much as I miss them both, I didn’t have the heart to break up their friendship. He lives out there now with his two donkey friends and another little gelding and of course, his best friend, Hunter.
And I’m tagging:
Liz at Waldo’s World
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1 MamaGeek // Feb 13, 2008 at 10:42 pm
This just WARMED my heart. I’m partial to anything animal related - so this tale of your grandson and his pet was truly beautiful.
And oh I love that shot.
2 Cindy // Feb 14, 2008 at 7:13 am
I’m so glad you enjoyed it. I miss both of them so much.
3 Mrs Mom // Feb 14, 2008 at 4:14 pm
Awwww!!!!!! Thats toooo awesome!! Makes me wonder if we shouldnt get a little-ish pony to have for the boys- as much as they love the big horses, I KNOW they would love a small guy to pal around with….
GREAT story, fantastic picture, and Dear Daughter had best send you along some updated shots of the two kids there!!
4 risingrainbow // Mar 30, 2008 at 8:37 pm
How cute is that! Thanks for sharing. You must really miss them.
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