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| Squeal of Delight ~ "Owen" registered half-Welsh gelding |
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I have always wanted a pony. As a kid I quickly grew too tall to look right on ponies so while my friends rode Rootbeer and Rainbow, the bay ponies belonging to my trainer, I was left riding one of the larger horses. There was nothing wrong with the horses, but I really wished for lessons on one of the ponies so when the instructor left the arena I often convinced one of my friends to switch horses with me so I could have a little pony time. Luckily I have always been thin so later on, even as an adult, I was used as a pony-schooler for ponies refusing jumps or not getting their leads. I never outgrew my desire to own one though, and in April of 2004 I purchased Squeal of Delight with the help of the Rayhawk family. His old owner called him "Snort" but he told me his name is really Owen. |
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| photo copyright Tammy Moore | |||||||||||
| Owen can be seen above in a photo taken on the day he arrived, and the photo below is from about two weeks later. He looks hairy and dirty, but beautiful anyway. | |||||||||||
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| On the first warm and clear day I gave him a soapy bath, which he did not appreciate. Silly white pony, he will have to get used to it! I even scrubbed his feathers which I had planned to clip off but was met with so many protests from other people at the barn that I agreed to leave them. I snipped off his whiskers and snipped out his ears (after attempting to use the electric clippers... unsuccessfully... we'll get there eventually). I also evened up his tail a bit from where it had been chewed by yearlings. See below for the finished product! | |||||||||||
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