BBP
Well-Known Member
When I was young and riding in the States we had a proper 'posh' horse. She was known as 'The Duchess' to all who knew her. She was big and black and shiny, and riding her was like sailing on a galleon, you would just glide along, she had all the buttons and would give you 'exactly' what you asked for, whether you knew you had asked for it or not.
She would literally sneer down her nose at ponies and those godawful quarter horses...why any horse would demean itself chasing cattle was beyond her. (her dirty secret was that somewhere in the depths of her pedigree there was a bit of QH). She would baulk and refuse to go if you asked her to ride alongside a pony. At one infamous show, she was asked to demean herself by being entered in a pleasure horse class, which had both english and western horses/ponies in it. When we finally succeeded in getting her in the ring with them she decided the only way to get through it was to do it as fast as possible, so switched gears from 'galleon' to 'jet boat' and lapped every other competitor!
Oh, and she would never, ever, ever dream of farting! (not in public anyway!)
She would literally sneer down her nose at ponies and those godawful quarter horses...why any horse would demean itself chasing cattle was beyond her. (her dirty secret was that somewhere in the depths of her pedigree there was a bit of QH). She would baulk and refuse to go if you asked her to ride alongside a pony. At one infamous show, she was asked to demean herself by being entered in a pleasure horse class, which had both english and western horses/ponies in it. When we finally succeeded in getting her in the ring with them she decided the only way to get through it was to do it as fast as possible, so switched gears from 'galleon' to 'jet boat' and lapped every other competitor!
Oh, and she would never, ever, ever dream of farting! (not in public anyway!)