january meme day 1: horses

I wrote a long post about Horses I Have Known but it made me cry so I've shelved it and instead, a shorter/sweeter version.

I started riding when I was six, my family got our first horse when I was seven, and I think I was nine-ish when I got the horse who was MY horse. She was a little gaited mare, just above pony size, far too smart for either of our good, black bay with a star and snip. Her name was Star Brite, and I called her Starbie, and she took very good care of me. We did every kind of horsemanship that was available at the local shows: Western, huntseat, saddleseat, dressage, speed events (LOVED those), even driving (pulling a cart). She would give anything a try and if she could tell something was going to end badly, she would plant her feet and refuse to move until we fixed it. She was a good girl.

I'm always happy to beta for horse stuff or answer horse questions.

Using this icon because, per his team CEO, he is horseshit (and/or f---ing horses---), which is applicable.