horsey mad matt
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ahh this thread is great!!!!! keep em coming
Ooh I'm enjoying thisSorry if they're mean, I don't mean it, honest!
Adults with ponies - Under the impression that their docile plod of a pony is a wild beast, and will get in a rage if you call their pony a pony, telling you at length that because of it's breeding (caspian, arab, fjord, icelandic, american miniture), it is in fact a HORSE.
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Falabella owners[/B] - Someone who thinks that chihuahuas are cute, and deformities attractive in an animal.
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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'![]()
the tb owner
is compeltly nuts, spends forever on the phone to vet, farrier and back person, never has any money cos the big 16.2hh tb had ethier eaten it all or its paid the vet. the TB owner never rides due a problem with said tb.
The tb must have at least 100 rugs with 80 of those having newmarket stripes. The tb owner is as stressed as the tb as its been on box reat for 3weeks because it cut its leg the first time it went out after the persiuos box rest. the other liveries on the yard are at their wits end cos the tb is box walking, wind sucking, cribbing all at once. they then make the owner take it out for a walk, which ends in the tb being on its back legs the whole time before getting away and injuring itself again.
The tb owner is ethier one of 2 types
1) a young 18yr girl that learned to ride in a riding school and never sat on a real horse, but neddy was going for £300 at the sales and it was all that she could afford.
The native pony owner constantly battling said ponys sense of humor and waistline and bl00dy determined for when said pony amuses it's self at random points
LOL! Good!! They're all loosely based on people I know, but it's funny how some breeds do seem to attract a certain type of people! Like Welsh Cobs, the owners are always fearless and a bit mental, I swear it! I have yet to meet one that's not!
And I think I love thoroughbreds so much because they're so needy, it's awful but I love wrapping them up in rugs, and using special soft grooming brushes because normal body brushes are too spiky for them, and only buying them fleece lined stuff, and pandering to their every oversensitive whim... Oh dear![]()
I could do Arabs and Exmoors and Warmbloods too!
The welsh sec D owner
The welsh normal a black, bay or chestnut, never has a spec of dirt on it (that is untill its turned out). The owner has all old rugs from 20yrs ago all of which is covered in patches of different colours from it being ripped to sheds on a weekly basis. The owner is generally over 40 and has had horses all her life, she believes in just the good old basics, nuts and chaff only is fed, along with hay on the floor. The horse is very happy and although cheeky is well behaved. They mostly hack, but every once in a while they knock the socks off a best turned out class, a bit of dressage or sj.
The owner must wear cord jods, a wax jacket, have a years worth of muck under their nails and bedding in their hair. They also must have some sort of small dog around, a cuppa in one hand and a fag in the other.
The tbxwelsh
The true fanatics. If anyone dares criticise her darling horse she will murder you with a single look. While her horse is leaping round and going sideways round the school she will laugh and growl simultaneously while her welshxtb does an even bigger leap and suddenly stops dead and refuses to move. Jumping proves to be far more interesting as the welshxtb out-stops even the smallest and quickest pony. The horse has already perfected running out on the take-stride and conveniently dumping his rider on the jump. He will then refuse to jump any jump for at least ten minutes while he throws a hissy fit. Miraculously his long-suffering rider stays on and somehow gets him over a tiny pole on the ground. On-lookers shake their heads and wonder why on earth she still has him but she will already be showering him in hugs and kisses and telling him what a gorgeous angel he is.
(I own both of these btw so I am using myself and others that I have met as my basis)
Chestnut mare owner - Who knows if the owner becomes like the horse, or the horse the owner... Anyway, both stubborn and highly strung, you don't want to get in an argument with one!
^^ This is so like my other pony! I dont know her breed, but loads of people think shes part welsh, but the description is so like us :LThe tbxwelsh
The true fanatics. If anyone dares criticise her darling horse she will murder you with a single look. While her horse is leaping round and going sideways round the school she will laugh and growl simultaneously while her welshxtb does an even bigger leap and suddenly stops dead and refuses to move. Jumping proves to be far more interesting as the welshxtb out-stops even the smallest and quickest pony. The horse has already perfected running out on the take-stride and conveniently dumping his rider on the jump. He will then refuse to jump any jump for at least ten minutes while he throws a hissy fit. Miraculously his long-suffering rider stays on and somehow gets him over a tiny pole on the ground. On-lookers shake their heads and wonder why on earth she still has him but she will already be showering him in hugs and kisses and telling him what a gorgeous angel he is.
And I think I love thoroughbreds so much because they're so needy, it's awful but I love wrapping them up in rugs, and using special soft grooming brushes because normal body brushes are too spiky for them, and only buying them fleece lined stuff, and pandering to their every oversensitive whim... Oh dear![]()
Jean owns a Newfie that she bought straight off the forest. She is a tough, no nonsense type with a well developed sense of humour. She leans heavily on her sense of humour daily whilst retrieving Bumble from the field next door, into which he regularly jumps. Although she has a tough exterior, Jean is a softie at heart.
Jean loves showing but gets very angst ridden when up again the flashier D's and Connies and gets very sick of explaining to the judge that no, Bumble is not a bad example of a Section D but is in fact a New Forest.
At home Bumble lives out without a rug for fear of the dreaded laminitis and Jean is normally coated with varying amounts of mud/hay/bay hair but get them in the show ring and they scrub up fantastically.
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 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![]()
the tb owner
is compeltly nuts, spends forever on the phone to vet, farrier and back person, never has any money cos the big 16.2hh tb had ethier eaten it all or its paid the vet. the TB owner never rides due a problem with said tb.
The tb must have at least 100 rugs with 80 of those having newmarket stripes. The tb owner is as stressed as the tb as its been on box reat for 3weeks because it cut its leg the first time it went out after the persiuos box rest. the other liveries on the yard are at their wits end cos the tb is box walking, wind sucking, cribbing all at once. they then make the owner take it out for a walk, which ends in the tb being on its back legs the whole time before getting away and injuring itself again.
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.