Friday, October 29, 2010
How do I start to talk about this horse without talking about his owner? Connie is the owner and I call her my good friend. My husband calls her "trouble". You see Connie and I used to ride the trails of Missouri together and with a group called the "Cardiac Cowboys". The cowboys were so old they called Connie and myself "The Girls". Connie would trailer our horses to any and all events for the day. We would go to horse sales and even when we did not go to a horse sale Connie would find horses that were for sale and buy them up and bring them home. My husband thought this was a no win situation and he knew it was true when Connie and I came home with my mare, Angel. Yes, it was Connie that scoured the hills of Missouri and found my perfect mare. I remember the day we went to test drive Angel and found her in a big pasture with a herd of horses. She was the queen of the group but easy to catch so we haltered Angel and brought her up to the riding area. Needless to say Connie was more than willing to trailer Angel home for me so off we went and husband, Tom, was waiting outside the barn when we arrived. It all worked out that Angel had found a new home. After finding Angel Connie found a few other horses and once while trail riding she negotiated a horse buy as we gaited along and had the horse in the trailer as soon as we arrived back in camp. I do not know the whole story on how Cash came to be one of Connie's herd but I am sure it was a day to remember. You can see the woman is trouble but I will always think of her as one of my best friends. Riding with Connie made for, "A Painting Day.
"Cash"-4x4-inches, oil/canvas by Ruth Andre