Bienvenidos

I started this blog last fall, full of aspirations of making my horses internet celebrities. I quickly learned that keeping a captivating blog is MUCH more difficult and time consuming than I envisioned. It was only a matter of weeks before I became frustrated and lost interest.

But I woke up yesterday and thought, "Hey, I can do better."

So *poof* went my old posts. Here's to a new year and a new start for the Anonymous Pony Blog.

You may wonder why this blog is "anonymous." No, I don't have anything to hide. No warrants for my arrest, no witness protection program. I am just slightly unsettled at the thought of strangers being able to google my horses' daily activities. Plus, discretion is the better part of valor in my book. What if I actually want to sell one of my beloved ponies one day? Lord knows I don't need potential buyers learning that on March 27th, said beloved pony kicked the vet, dumped me on my butt after refusing a fence, and then developed an irrational fear of sponges or the like.

Anyway, I digress. Let's meet my ponies!

This is my 22 year old TB gelding, henceforth known as "B". (Anonymous... remember?)



I've owned B since 1998. He was given to me by a neighboring racehorse trainer who was suspiciously short with any details about the horse. However, the trainer did make the generous offer to, "come out and drug him before you get on him the first time." Thanks. In hindsight, that should have been a HUGE red flag. Ah, to be young and naive again!

In all seriousness, everything worked out fine. B and I have been inseperable for many years now. After some prying, I managed to learn that B was quite the successful racehorse-- racing from 2 to 11 with 109 starts. He's even graded stakes placed, although he spent the latter part of his racing career as a blue-collar claimer. Here's B in one of his many wins:



B and I spent several years trying to make our mark in the show ring in any way possible. Hunters, jumpers, dressage... we even ventured into the worlds of side-saddle and barrel racing. Now in his 20's, B enjoys a life of semi-retirement. The show ring is still mark-free.

Pictures from our show years are few and far between (most still live with my mother in another state), but here's one I happened to have on my computer from one of our very first schooling shows. I believe I was all of 16 at the time. B is probably 11 or 12 here.


In the spirit of consiseness (too late), I'm going to wrap this post up. Next post-- pony #2!

P.S. I'm having a heck of a time formatting this blog. The photos keep getting all wonky on me. So if anyone has any helpful posting tips, I'm all ears!