Terrible Riders
It’s almost certain that I was a terrible rider. I was thirteen years old, and I’d been riding for three years. Riding wretched ponies who dumped me, riding a schoolmaster…
ReadmoreRapidan Adventures: I don’t see him much for a few weeks & here’s why.
If Rapidan was a joker by night, keeping the resident in the barn apartment up all night, he was perfectly nice during the day, while I was at work. I…
ReadmoreAnd oh, his lovely manners
“I got a new horse,” I told Sue when she drove in. I’d heard her coming from down the road; her rattle-trap Oldsmobile had a distinctive I’m probably going to…
ReadmoreTight-lipped
If someone gifts you a Thoroughbred these days, you could be excused for taking a careful look inside his mouth. If the horse was ever entered into a race, he’ll…
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