What was your first pony called?

Louby Lou- 9 hh Shetland,chestnut with a flaxen mane, the most bad tempered pony ever, kicked, bit, bucked and reared, hated being groomed but she love cuddles and children, just hated adults, I adored the hooves of her!

My first real horse was a Welsh D x Trad cob. Star, piebald, jumped like a stag, bucked like a b*stard if touched by a crop, we hunted, SJ and HT. I loved him so much, he was a complete twit at times but we would hack out for whole days and he'd steal my sandwich.I rode him for 15 years, when it was time to come home I'd just tell him and off we'd go, no steering he knew the way no matter where we were. (This was in the late 60s / early 70s before many cars around.) When he was PTS I swore I'd never have another and it was 30 years before I did. I'd give anything to have him back.
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My first pony was a little palomino 13.hh called Silver, I had him on loan for about 5 years. He taught me alot, was a cheeky little so and so and tried everything under the sun. I loved him to bits though.
 
Dexter, a 12.2 dartmoor who was the most troubled and spookiest pony ever, put me off riding for a few years but I loved him to pieces. Wish I still new where he was :-(
 
My first loan pony was called smokey joe, he was 13.2, flea bitten grey and taught me how to fall off in style! My first pony I got for xmas a year later was a 14.2 palomino arab mare called cara she was amazing! Would do anything you asked no questions asked.
 
Charlie - 12.1hh welsh mountain

I still have him today :) I got him when I was 7 and this was 10 years ago he is now retired aged 23 with borderline cushings and is in a forever home
 
A 13.1hh Bay New Forest gelding called Rockafella better known as Rocky. He was a fab first pony and I had him for 2 years before I got too big for him and sold him on.
 
A 15.5 carriage horse called Star, he was docked but never grew any hair on the stump so he was know as the rat tailed un. I rode him bareback, in a blinker bridle with a piece of rope for reins. He was super, I would climb on him from gate posts or walls and he was the safest horse around, I'd be about 10 at the time. He was the last (thankfully) docked horse I ever saw.
 
my first was a dinky 10hand welsh type chestnut called Kiplings majesty (Kippy) & was the gentlest thing going, brought when my mum announced she was pregnant as an unbacked barely handled 2yo, the first human ever on him was me held up there my grandfather but sadly he died when i was only 4 from grass sickness after breaking through the fence & stuffing himself on Lupins & Calla Lillies (we were flowergrowers!)
 
didnt have my own horse until 2 years ago and her name was Ruby.

However i used to ride a pony when i was learning as a child who was my absoulte favourite and i tended to ride her every week. Her name was Blossom :)
 
my first pony was a tiny little bay welsh A (11.3) called China Tea. She was a lovely looking little lady in her time, and won plenty of showing classes. She came to us when she was in her late 20s to teach me and my sister to ride. She got bitten on the withers by my dad's hunter and ended up having a year off, then came back into work to do the job. She retired when my sister outgrew her.

My parent's first pony was a highland x connie called Worthington. He came to them as 14hh scrawny dun bog monster, and 12 months later was a 15.2 fat dun bog monster. He was a handful by all accounts! His half brother came to my parents 2 years later as an uncut, unhandled, unnamed 3yo dun bog pony. A year later he'd acquired the name of Rumpus after the amount of noise he made when his brother was taken out for a ride, he'd jumped out over the double of 5 bar gates to the field and galloped down the steep tarmac hill to the stables! He'd also been gelded (beating up the vet and nurse in the process), had his mane pulled, been backed, ridden away, taught to jump and taken hunting! :D
 
Magic - Little 14.2hh part welsh - loved her, she taught me to ride as she could buck for England :o LOVED HER! Wish I could track her down but I fear she might have crossed the bridge by now :(
 
First loan pony when i was 13 was called Brent. A grey 13.2hh 25year old ex riding school pony. Safest pony in the world bless him!

First owned horse i have just purchased called Elvis, a black 16hh irish sports horse!
 
My very first was on winter loan from a riding school - a black shetland called BooBoo:D, my first that was actually all mine was a black and white shetland called Tigger he was a little S*** till you got on him and then he was brilliant :D
 
Nutty real name Squirell Nutkin an 11.2 hh Palimino (sp) Welsh mountain pony with a wicked sense of humour at my expence. Loved him to bits and we had him from the age of 2 to 26 when we had to have him pts for liver problems :( taught me how to ride or more to the point how to stay on for dear life :D
 
Robena New Forest 12.2 Black with two white socks and large white blaze going back 42 years good Hunting Pony. Like most "GOOD" Ponies SHE Did have an Evil Side on Occasions. She used to stand on the lower cross brace on the stable door to see out and i can still see her face when she would slip off and be left resting on her chin OUCH.

HAPPY DAYS the world was so much Simpler and Happier without all todays CRAP.
 
Silverwings Jewel , Arab X , dark bay show pony type , she was by a stallion called Eastern Firedance out of a mare called Bint Roxanna , we had 10 great years together before she retired ( she was on loan to me ) and she was only PTS last year at the grand old age of 34!
 
Star a 14.2hh Connie X gelding when I was 10. He dumped me about 5 minutes after I got on for the first time, I spent the first 6 months tacking up, leading him on foot up the farm lane but only so far because that's all the barsteward would let me do.

I had him 8 years though and loved him despite his cantankerous ways. I was lucky enough to find him a lovely home before I went to University although I still dream about him occasionally mainly about searching for him as I never really knew what happened to him in the end.
 
Robena New Forest 12.2 Black with two white socks and large white blaze going back 42 years good Hunting Pony. Like most "GOOD" Ponies SHE Did have an Evil Side on Occasions. She used to stand on the lower cross brace on the stable door to see out and i can still see her face when she would slip off and be left resting on her chin OUCH.

HAPPY DAYS the world was so much Simpler and Happier without all todays CRAP.

My pony did this on the door too, until eventually it cracked, he got the fright of his life and never did it again lol
 
Megan, 13.2hh welsh. no saddle for the first three months. no steering, bolted, and would change direction, drop a shoulder, and stop dead in v quick succession. Would jump only if she felt like it and you were determined to make her. If you could ride her you could ride anything. :cool::rolleyes:
 
First pony I sat on belonged to my mum's friend, and had been hers when she was a kid- if I remember correctly, he was a a fluffy grey monster, his name was Jake.

First pony I had a lesson on was a little black pony called Sugar. He lost a shoe during the lesson and I still have it!

The first "pony" I had all to myself was a 16.2/3 chestnut gelding ex p2p called Thomas :D
 
Elliot

I didn't have a pony until I was 13. He was a 13 yo 14.2hh palomino welshx arab. Best pony ever, but could be a grumpy whatsit sometimes! Landed on my back on jump poles too many times to remember :D

When I grew out of him my Mum carried on riding him and when I had my daughter she rode him, so he looked after 3 generations of us.

He died peacefully with me beside him in his stable Jan last year, the year we would both be 30.

Goodnight Elliot, will love you forever xxxxx
 
Betty - 12.2 retired riding school pony. She was a real Heinz 57, huge head, mealy muzzle (so a bit of Exmoor) and skinny body! Sort of "cut'n'shunt" pony. She was solid gold though, hacked out all day, hacked to meets hunted and hacked back, looked after me through thick and thin.
 
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