I had many though...
My uncle raised horses and we rode them in the summer. I learned about horsemanship from my cousins. We rode bareback a lot because my uncle only had a couple of saddles. My mom promised us girls that one day we could have horses.
We had to make that promise happen ourselves.
Cheyanne came with me when I moved across the state to be with Rich.
She was half Arab and half Quarter horse. She floated when she trotted and had the nicest lope in the world.
We were so bonded in so many ways. Below is when she had Sunshine who is now 26 years old. Chey was having trouble so I went out and helped.
She crossed the Rainbow Bridge at 28 years old. You can read what I wrote about her then: The Rainbow Bridge and a poem I wrote for her called Friend.
At that time I'd already fallen for my first mule I'd ever owned. Badger was my soul mate and pure of heart. There was absolutely nothing he would not do for me. Below is a photo of me on Badger with my dog in my lap. We were headed out into the neighbor's wild woods to pick black berries. He watched over me and kept me safe.
I do have to mention that Sunshine has been with me the longest. She is special in a way I cannot describe and like her half brother Badger, she watches over me at all times even when I am not riding her.
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I guess she is special to me as she is Cheyanne's daughter and has proven over and over again that human - mule love is special.
I am so lucky to have a second generation equine from my first horse.
Thanks so Lori and Sandra for this idea!