Breed/Type Owner Stereotypes (For Fun)

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Just for fun, what are the various types of stereotypes for people who own/ride different types/breeds of horses or ponies?

Kallibear can get us started with this, for owners/riders of 'Gyspy Cobs'
(Hope its ok to steal this kallibear?)

"A 'larger' older lady, usually a nervous novice rider. Rarely rides their beloved pride and joy but spends a overly large part of their life brushing out their mane, tails and feathers, with copious amounts of mane and tail conditioner. Said horse, although sparkling clean, is very overweight (due to lack of work) and a bad mannner bulshy little brat but the Cartain Type of Lady can't see this and believes their princess/prince to be faultless. CToL does not see the problem of being squished against the wall, rubbed on, head butted, swung into, dragged about and generally walked all over, and would NEVER consider giving their precious baby a well deserved telling off. Often seen giving others advise on their horses manners, whilst being dragged around and headbutted and rubbed on for treats. CToL beilves they are 'firm' with their horse when giving them a 'talking too' and shaking a finger at them, but are outraged if someone else gave the bad manner little brat a well deserved smack.


Horse owned is often quite a nice natured, quality animal that would be a very nice horse with a good smack, a diet and some hard work.

ETA: the next stage for a CToL is natural horsemandship, after they are finally fed up of being pushed around, So they get themselves the rope, the halter and the stick and spend even less time riding their horse, without realising the problem is THEM, not the animal. "
 
bump, cos I think this thread needs replies, I'm just not feeling witty enough to come up with any right now...
 
I could start one about the owners of arabs and spotty horses but will refrain!

I could write another 5 stereotypes for TB owners.
Oh, and owners of Iberians, Fresians, Flashy warmbloods and hairy native ponies...
No one is safe!
 
Haha, love that! I'm not feeling awfully witty either, but i would love to hear the stereotype for a TB owner, i wonder if i fit any of them? I quite possibly do!
 
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"A 'larger' older lady, usually a nervous novice rider. Rarely rides their beloved pride and joy but spends a overly large part of their life brushing out their mane, tails and feathers, with copious amounts of mane and tail conditioner. Said horse, although sparkling clean, is very overweight (due to lack of work) and a bad mannner bulshy little brat but the Cartain Type of Lady can't see this and believes their princess/prince to be faultless. CToL does not see the problem of being squished against the wall, rubbed on, head butted, swung into, dragged about and generally walked all over, and would NEVER consider giving their precious baby a well deserved telling off. Often seen giving others advise on their horses manners, whilst being dragged around and headbutted and rubbed on for treats. CToL beilves they are 'firm' with their horse when giving them a 'talking too' and shaking a finger at them, but are outraged if someone else gave the bad manner little brat a well deserved smack.


Horse owned is often quite a nice natured, quality animal that would be a very nice horse with a good smack, a diet and some hard work.
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haha I know 3 that fit the secription very well. :D
 
I can't do Tb or arabs because I own one of the first and half of the second (arab x cob) so will let someone else pick me apart there!

Section A's I'd like to hear about, too hehehe.

ISH's belong to tall women who see no hobby in horsemanship- there's no fun and games its all serious work and eventing/SJ. They know every dam and sire who bred a winning foal since 1845, the bloodlines of every horse they own or would consider owning and can judge the potential jumping height of a full-grown horse from the time its 4 hours old... but have no concept of how to horse around and tutt loudly when they hear of a horse being kept on adlib hay, out 24/7 without a rug.
They either line shelves with whitener and lay rugs out for their horse to walk on to avoid the mud, or just avoid horses with white on them altogether (hence the huge amount of chestnut and bay SJ'ers!) and can be seen using their own nail files on their horses' hoof if the farrier isn't available exactly 4 weeks from the date of shoeing.
Their horse has probably never seen an open field without jumps erected and does not know how to walk a straight line without constant contact, encouragement and aids from their riding. When a human approaches their stall, they autimatically stand in a perfect outline, with their rear end engaged beneath them and their ears pricked prettily for a photo...

Have I taken this too far?
 
I can't do Tb or arabs because I own one of the first and half of the second (arab x cob) so will let someone else pick me apart there!

Section A's I'd like to hear about, too hehehe.

ISH's belong to tall women who see no hobby in horsemanship- there's no fun and games its all serious work and eventing/SJ. They know every dam and sire who bred a winning foal since 1845, the bloodlines of every horse they own or would consider owning and can judge the potential jumping height of a full-grown horse from the time its 4 hours old... but have no concept of how to horse around and tutt loudly when they hear of a horse being kept on adlib hay, out 24/7 without a rug.
They either line shelves with whitener and lay rugs out for their horse to walk on to avoid the mud, or just avoid horses with white on them altogether (hence the huge amount of chestnut and bay SJ'ers!) and can be seen using their own nail files on their horses' hoof if the farrier isn't available exactly 4 weeks from the date of shoeing.
Their horse has probably never seen an open field without jumps erected and does not know how to walk a straight line without constant contact, encouragement and aids from their riding. When a human approaches their stall, they autimatically stand in a perfect outline, with their rear end engaged beneath them and their ears pricked prettily for a photo...

Have I taken this too far?

This sounds worryingly like someone i know!
 
''When a human approaches their stall, they autimatically stand in a perfect outline, with their rear end engaged beneath them and their ears pricked prettily for a photo...''

PMSL :D
 
All connemara owners I know are gritty, strong-willed, will showjump with their horse looking like a happy hippo, and know their pony's parentage off by heart. They are usually like their horses in that they're loyal and hard-working, but take time to get to know you first before becoming a true friend.

The Fresians thread (38 pages and counting) seens to show that Fresian owners are generally lovely, and appreciate life's aesthetic fineries!
 
All connemara owners I know are gritty, strong-willed, will showjump with their horse looking like a happy hippo, and know their pony's parentage off by heart. They are usually like their horses in that they're loyal and hard-working, but take time to get to know you first before becoming a true friend.

The Fresians thread (38 pages and counting) seens to show that Fresian owners are generally lovely, and appreciate life's aesthetic fineries!

Yay, I own a connie cross, and even though I don't do a lot, he still does more than all the other horses on my yard!

Don't know about fresian owners, but as I never see any competing, hunting or even on fun rides round here I can assume their owners just like having something fancy and flashy to look at and that's all. *runs and hides*
 
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right they may not be very good but here goes:

thoroughbred, has been turned out for 10 mins and is being brought back in, all rugged up from head to toe in a heat wave. his morning feed consists of a bucket full of mix and oats. ridden in a dutch gag and draw reins with a rear and buck to be added, with his sides heaving after bolting and jumping the gate. the owner is tall and slim and has velcrow (to stay on) on her cream breeches and smartly polished boots. box walks and crib bites and even a little wind sucking we all love a nice thoroughbred :D
 
All connemara owners I know are gritty, strong-willed, will showjump with their horse looking like a happy hippo, and know their pony's parentage off by heart. They are usually like their horses in that they're loyal and hard-working, but take time to get to know you first before becoming a true friend.

i know someone exactly like this!
 
absolutely love this thread! hopefully some more witty comments will come out...I'd love to hear about andalusian owners! Give me your worst :P
 
I could start one about the owners of arabs and spotty horses but will refrain!

I could write another 5 stereotypes for TB owners.
Oh, and owners of Iberians, Fresians, Flashy warmbloods and hairy native ponies...
No one is safe!

LOL please do, I always wondered what others generally think of us arab owners ;) :D
 
right they may not be very good but here goes:

thoroughbred, has been turned out for 10 mins and is being brought back in, all rugged up from head to toe in a heat wave. his morning feed consists of a bucket full of mix and oats. ridden in a dutch gag and draw reins with a rear and buck to be added, with his sides heaving after bolting and jumping the gate. the owner is tall and slim and has velcrow (to stay on) on her cream breeches and smartly polished boots. box walks and crib bites and even a little wind sucking we all love a nice thoroughbred :D

LOL, that ain't my TB! Although the cribbing is correct :D
 
There are two kinds of Arab owners. The first kind bought their horse because it's nice to look at, but every time it snorts they jump a foot in the air. Mr Arab happily takes advantage of the situation and cheerfully terrorizes his owner with lots of arty farty look-at-me prancing and snorting and becomes known locally as "that nutty Arab". His owner, despite being a quivering wreck every time she has to ride him, is still convinced that her horse is a delicate flower and makes sure he is rugged up to the nines every time there is a breath of wind. These people own Arabs because they fell in love with Shantih from the Jinny at Finmory stories. It is all Patricia Leach's fault.
The second kind is convinced that her horse is as indestructible as the hardiest native, and only puts a rug on him in gale-force winds and torrential rain. She takes him out for 10 hour hacks every weekend and they both arrive back at the yard looking as if they just went for a 10 minute toddle down the lane. The horse never ever wears a noseband and his owner usually rides in wellington boots. She's known locally as the dippy hippie :p
 
Dippy Hippy I love it! I bought my arab for her spotty parentage. The arab bit was incidental. Have since found out how good her arab lieage is. No wonder seller thought I was strange! Treat it like the part spotty it is. Lol
 
There are two kinds of Arab owners. The first kind bought their horse because it's nice to look at, but every time it snorts they jump a foot in the air. Mr Arab happily takes advantage of the situation and cheerfully terrorizes his owner with lots of arty farty look-at-me prancing and snorting and becomes known locally as "that nutty Arab". His owner, despite being a quivering wreck every time she has to ride him, is still convinced that her horse is a delicate flower and makes sure he is rugged up to the nines every time there is a breath of wind. These people own Arabs because they fell in love with Shantih from the Jinny at Finmory stories. It is all Patricia Leach's fault.
The second kind is convinced that her horse is as indestructible as the hardiest native, and only puts a rug on him in gale-force winds and torrential rain. She takes him out for 10 hour hacks every weekend and they both arrive back at the yard looking as if they just went for a 10 minute toddle down the lane. The horse never ever wears a noseband and his owner usually rides in wellington boots. She's known locally as the dippy hippie :p

HAHAHA now that's funny!!
 
The Iberian owner:

Tends to be an older lady who has always loved the looks of the Iberian, plus she has heard that they are very easy to ride and own. She is now living her dream and it has turned into a nightmare. Having paid a five figure sum for Pedro who appeared a paragon of virtue when she viewed in Spain, having been feted by an agent and wined and dined by several stud owners. Sadly once Pedro was safely on UK soil everything turned sour. He would not let her blow up his nose and whisper in his ear, he kept screaming at her mare in the next stable and the first ride resulted in a broken collarbone. She enlisted the help of an experienced spanish trainer who now wont let her ride him and is competing him at Advanced Medium. Ahh well at least she can now brush his mane and tail and actually, basking in reflected glory is not all that bad.


DISCLAIMER: This is not an indication of ALL iberian owners, just some of them!
 
There are two kinds of Arab owners. The first kind bought their horse because it's nice to look at, but every time it snorts they jump a foot in the air. Mr Arab happily takes advantage of the situation and cheerfully terrorizes his owner with lots of arty farty look-at-me prancing and snorting and becomes known locally as "that nutty Arab". His owner, despite being a quivering wreck every time she has to ride him, is still convinced that her horse is a delicate flower and makes sure he is rugged up to the nines every time there is a breath of wind. These people own Arabs because they fell in love with Shantih from the Jinny at Finmory stories. It is all Patricia Leach's fault.
The second kind is convinced that her horse is as indestructible as the hardiest native, and only puts a rug on him in gale-force winds and torrential rain. She takes him out for 10 hour hacks every weekend and they both arrive back at the yard looking as if they just went for a 10 minute toddle down the lane. The horse never ever wears a noseband and his owner usually rides in wellington boots. She's known locally as the dippy hippie :p

LOVE this, both are perfection. I know a few of both ;) I love how people seem to reflect their horses - the dippy hippy's horse is quite happy out for his 10 hour hack and isn't scared of anything, whereas "that nutty arab" is as terrified of a plastic bag as his owner is of him...

It's Patricia Leitch though, just for the record. Mis-spent youth and all that. I always preferred the highlands in those books anyway. (Oh heck AND I ended up with one...)
 
The Friesian Owner:

Having gazed at pictures on google for the last 4 years at these magnificent black animals, gawping at their high stepping gait and muscular build, this horse owner has dreamt of owning a friesian. She may have had a Dales for many years; her own miniature Friesian. She may well be recently divorced, or had a large inheritance from a long lost and little known relative, who knows? But for some reason now she has embarked on the romantic adventure to finally have one of these beautiful animals all of her own. She has spent hours trawling the FPS, the FHAGBI, the FHANA and is fully clued up on inbreeding percentages, prolific sires, the breed's history and the whos who in Friesian breeding and finally embarked on her trip to Holland.

On returning with her steed, a 4 year old stallion, Herman, she is now knee deep in pig oil, sulphur, main and tail spray and fly sheets but unfortunately has a horse who has turned a funny brown colour in the sun, rubbed a chunk of main out and she can't bloody ride 'coz they just don't make saddles to fit the darn things over here!

Oh well, he looks nice in a white headcollar. And he is a lovely chap... maybe she will invest in a trap and teach him to drive.
 
The Friesian Owner:

Having gazed at pictures on google for the last 4 years at these magnificent black animals, gawping at their high stepping gait and muscular build, this horse owner has dreamt of owning a friesian. She may have had a Dales for many years; her own miniature Friesian. She may well be recently divorced, or had a large inheritance from a long lost and little known relative, who knows? But for some reason now she has embarked on the romantic adventure to finally have one of these beautiful animals all of her own. She has spent hours trawling the FPS, the FHAGBI, the FHANA and is fully clued up on inbreeding percentages, prolific sires, the breed's history and the whos who in Friesian breeding and finally embarked on her trip to Holland.

On returning with her steed, a 4 year old stallion, Herman, she is now knee deep in pig oil, sulphur, main and tail spray and fly sheets but unfortunately has a horse who has turned a funny brown colour in the sun, rubbed a chunk of main out and she can't bloody ride 'coz they just don't make saddles to fit the darn things over here!

Oh well, he looks nice in a white headcollar. And he is a lovely chap... maybe she will invest in a trap and teach him to drive.

Haha love it, however I have to disagree with the saddle thing first one I tried fitted a treat, however I think it was a total fluke! :D
 
Amaranta that is so true lol!!

Ok I will try a Tb one :)

The thoroughbred, spirited and bold is owned by a slip of a girl. This girl is so thin that with one gust of wind she is in danger of being blown away. She has to be thin however otherwise the legs of her twitchy beast would most likely break. In fact just in case this is so slip of a girl bandages her steeds legs up to the hilt in an attempt to keep them intact.
Slip of a girl is almost as jumpy as her horse, together they move through life jumping at every little thing and slip of a girl is constantly swearing under her breath at birds flying out of hedges and anything else that causes the pair of them to leap out their skin.
Thoroughbred is ridden in a racing snaffle as a testament to the old days and a jump saddle with several hundred layers of dead sheep to cushion those bony withers and stop their fur from being rubbed away.
Slip of a girl has balance akin to an Olympic gymnast on the high beam which is just as well because Thoroughbred can be 'sharp'. She has deceptively strong biceps however brought about by years of dragging TB's feedbucket over to his stable, she would put it in the wheelbarrow but it doesn't fit. The local feed store love her as she alone has kept them in profit over the recession.
Slip of a girl LOVES Throughbred mainly because he enables her to indulge in her greatest passion... Shopping! TB requires so many rugs that slip of a girl has been able to buy every type of rug on the Market in every colour! Thoroughbred wears them all at once and all you can see is his ears, one of the other liverys mistook Thoroughbred for 'fat cob' with all his rugs on!
Slip of a girl can't wait to take Thoroughbred eventing this season, they have practiced their flat out gallop and making the time won't be an issue. Dressage should be interesting and slip of a girl is getting increasingly frustrated that Throughbred insists on doing the centre line in canter half pass, as she tells others though it's just because he is SO 'talented' ;)
 
There are two kinds of Arab owners. The first kind bought their horse because it's nice to look at, but every time it snorts they jump a foot in the air. Mr Arab happily takes advantage of the situation and cheerfully terrorizes his owner with lots of arty farty look-at-me prancing and snorting and becomes known locally as "that nutty Arab". His owner, despite being a quivering wreck every time she has to ride him, is still convinced that her horse is a delicate flower and makes sure he is rugged up to the nines every time there is a breath of wind. These people own Arabs because they fell in love with Shantih from the Jinny at Finmory stories. It is all Patricia Leach's fault.
The second kind is convinced that her horse is as indestructible as the hardiest native, and only puts a rug on him in gale-force winds and torrential rain. She takes him out for 10 hour hacks every weekend and they both arrive back at the yard looking as if they just went for a 10 minute toddle down the lane. The horse never ever wears a noseband and his owner usually rides in wellington boots. She's known locally as the dippy hippie :p

hahahaaa!

iv only ever owned chestnut mares.....and i blame patricia leach!!! :D
 
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