She was my horse that I rode when I was the higher rider for the prison. She was a lady for sure and of course she knew who daddy was for sure. Now she loved cantaloupe, she had to have one if we were working that field that day. If she didn't get one or two I would sure get a rodeo the next morning. She was the only lady that tamed me, I guess ya could say she had my number. I always greeted her every morning with carrots, on hot days I would walked over and hose her off so she could cool down. I would then walk her until she was dry then bush and curry her, fuss with he tale just so she would look nice. Here is a picture of her and I gettin ready to work that afternoon she isn't wearing her custom made saddle this day but ya can bet she did most of the time, unless we were working heavy brush that day.
She was all lady and all work, I shall miss her for ever
She was all lady and all work, I shall miss her for ever
