Monthly Archives: February 2008


Saber, Michelle & Spencer

Saber is a wonderful little arabian gelding, one that I used to own and sold to the girl in the above picture, Michelle.  Michelle is the daughter of some very very good friends of the family.  Her mom has known me before I was born and her grandparents were my godparents.  I was not wanting to sell Saber but Michelle’s family was looking for a good horse and I knew that Saber would be excellent for her and teach her a lot as she grew and learned. 

Michelle did some NATRC (North American Trail Ride Conference) trail rides on Saber, and they actually did very well! 

I think he was around sixteen years old in these photos and that was a couple of years ago.  Michelle was around fourteen or so, and they got along great.  Michelle has since grown a lot taller, Saber is still his shorter 14.2hh, 800lbs., and is living about an hour away from me for the winter instead of in Southern California where Michelle lives.  He is in the stages of retirement, Michelle’s legs have just about out-grown Saber but her heart hasn’t.  She is boarding him up here because she didn’t want to see him in a stall all winter and she believes it is better for his health to be up here where the air is clean and crisp, and he can stretch his legs when he feels like it. 

Saber is a dear soul, a level headed gelding with a lot of heart and love.  He gave me many fun years of going down the trail, and he gave Michelle a few more.  I just wanted to post about an equine soul whom I will not take for granted and one whom I want to show to the world as another excellent horse and friend.

A New Week and a New Life Dawns

Yesterday our little family made our way down to the Big City for church and our weekly grocery shopping / feed shopping / anything else shopping that we might need in the coming week.  We were on our way to a feed store that carries grain that my dear husband likes for the sheep (he’s kinda particular), and it is about fifteen minutes out of town opposite from where we come.  On both sides of the road there are pockets of little ranchettes who have horses and various kinds of animals and we’re always looking as we drive, just to see what’s new.  On the left hand side of the road about half way to the feed store, there is a good sized pasture that always had various types of equines with shelters that they make and are advertising for sale.  It is a place that always has you looking to see what is down there.  I was distracted with the opposite side of the road, but my dear husband was watching the left.  About thirty seconds after passing that area, I looked over to my husband and he had a puzzled look on his face. 

“What!?”  I said.  Rather nice huh?

“I could have sworn I just saw a mare lying down and pushing out a foal.  I saw her get up… there’s a black and white baby lying down there!”

“Well turn around and let’s go see!”  I said.

 So we hung a U turn and sure enough, there was a fresh babe trying to get up.  There was also an appy and a paint who were being way too curious about the new foal and the mama was starting to get a bit upset.  Being there before with our herd, we decided we had better go knock on the door of the owner’s and tell them about their surprise.  We had to drive around to a back road to get to their house, as we were on a main highway.  We were greeted by a loud German shepherd, thank goodness was all bark and no bite.  As it turns out, no one was home!  The appy and paint were getting way too bossy and we were still afraid the foal was going to get kicked in all the ruckus.  My dear husband went to the neighbors and they were able to call the owners of the new foal who owned a pet shop in the Big City.  The funniest part was their reaction told through the neighbor.  They claimed that it wasn’t their horse and that none of their horses were pregnant!  The neighbor insisted that it was theirs and in their pasture so the husband decided to start for home. 

My husband and I could see why he didn’t think it was his horse, there was a pasture right next to his that was filled with some chestnuts who belonged to the neighbor just down the road.  But, this was in fact his.  His beautiful black bay mare had given birth to a gorgeous black and white paint foal.  Imagine his surprise when he got home, a great way to start a new week.