|My sister, Judy and me with one of our cousins sitting on the grass "on the farm".|
I LOVED living there...we were able to get kittens; we had a couple of ponies; a calf, chickens...we had acres to roam around on and pretend to be where ever we wanted. I really loved the great outdoors! Now the "horses" were perfect for a six and eight year old who had never been around horses before. We had an old brown horse which we named "Brownie" (great imaginations!) and a little shetland pony named "Pokey". Brownie was so old that the only way could get him to run was to put corn on top of a hog shed, drag him down to the end of the field, and he would run up to eat the corn! And Pokey was so slow (thus his name) because whoever had him before us had never had him shoed so his hooves were all splayed out and he couldn't walk very fast.
|Me, on Brownie|
In fact, Brownie was so dependable that we could ride him backwards around the outside of the house.
|My sister on Pokey|