HuntingB
Well-Known Member
My trusty faithful old hunting pony has just been picked up by the hunt. She got all excited and thought she was off hunting.
She was a beast out hunting, still going in to her mid twenties. She'd pony raced, pony clubbed, hunted and came to me to pootle about and get my confidence back.
She did exactly that, and I owe her loads, from learning to sit up if I didn't want her to tip me out the side door to going over enormous ditches.
She was my friend, a superstar and if I have another hunter half as good as her, I'll be happy.
Run free little pone xx
She was a beast out hunting, still going in to her mid twenties. She'd pony raced, pony clubbed, hunted and came to me to pootle about and get my confidence back.
She did exactly that, and I owe her loads, from learning to sit up if I didn't want her to tip me out the side door to going over enormous ditches.
She was my friend, a superstar and if I have another hunter half as good as her, I'll be happy.
Run free little pone xx
