Shetlands, Large Pony and American Saddlebred
Let's take a walk down memory lane. My life with equines started in 1952. In 1952 I asked my Daddy if I could have a pony. He acted very sad and told me that he couldn't afford to buy a pony. He cleverly told me to ask my grandfather...as a joke.. .never suspecting that his life was going to be a series of pony-hell from then on. "Yes" my grandfather said, "I'll buy you a pony. My mother found Cricket and she was in foal. Pony in foal with hand…