To start, I should make introductions. I'm Mallory, but you can call me Mal. I've been riding consistently for 9 or 10 years now.
I have a varied riding history. I started with Western lessons on an Arabian gelding named Clancy so fat that people who didn't know he was male thought he was pregnant.
Shortly after that I began leasing an old Spanish Mustang mare from my cousins. Despite her age - 22 - she didn't really know anything. Turn? Nope. Stop? No, but luckily she didn't know 'go' either. Backing was a completely new concept. Nevertheless, Majuba turned into a great horse who'd do anything you asked. Except get along with other horses. She also believed that no matter what pace we were going, if there was a horse next to her it was a race. Her medium trot could keep pace with a much larger Quarter Horse loping.
Sometime after I started riding Majuba I bought a truly awful English saddle from a friend. Slowly I became enamored with English riding and I eventually gave up Western completely. Put me in a western saddle on a pleasure trained horse now and I have no idea what to do.
After a few years riding Majuba my cousins took in another friends horse and I started riding him. Deuce is an unregistered solid black paint. I've been the only one riding him for nearly four years, and we've come pretty far. I believe he was in training to be a reining horse, but he's a pretty good English Equitation horse now. I've done pretty well with him at a few schooling shows and 4-H shows.
Now the new beginnings part. I'm going to be a college girl in a few weeks. I wanted to buy Deuce and take him with me to start eventing, but alas, my aunt wants to keep him. So once I make the move to college I'll start horse shopping!
I'll be keeping this blog updated with that adventure and with the odd, ludicrous, and amusing horse stories of my life.
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