My First Pony

I didn’t really have a pony growing up.  My older sisters started with one but had moved up to a horse by the time I was riding.  So I learned to ride on a big, raw boned Appaloosa gelding.  Sammy was wonderful and I did everything with him. But I always thought a pony would be nice.  

So I bought my first pony and gave it to Sadie and Allie.  Clyde came home with them Sunday.  Monday, after school, dance and Mimi time, they got to ride him. 

Sadie was first. Virginia set a timer so the girls could take turns. 

Allie wasn’t too happy about having to wait but she was good about it. 

Soon it was her turn.  Clyde came with a nice hunter saddle. The stirrups are easy to adjust between the two girls. There were even some extra holes punched so they were short enough for Allie. 

Allie had to remind us she needed a helmet. 

Clyde is a champ at following an adult. He is not so good at taking directions from a small child on his back.

During her second turn Sadie wanted to try trotting. I saw pretty quickly that she would need to learn to post. We practiced at the walk first, up, down, up, down. 

Not too bad for a first effort. 

And she was able to go for a little bit by herself. By this time Allie was done and didn’t want a second turn. She was ready for supper. There is a learning curve with Clyde. He has had a big change in this life going from a farm with 5 horses as pasture mates to being by himself. And Virgina and Mike now have to figure out how to take care of their first pony.