Post by Jacey Taylor Davison on Jul 17, 2015 21:08:56 GMT -8
All pictures are from my iPhone 4s, which I took with no intent on showing people, so please forgive the quality. I'll take more and better ones later.
Bellagio
First, I'll introduce you to the love of my life. He's been my one and only since day one. I got him a bit before Christmas time when I was eight years old. I remembered staying up, looking my window into the front yard as I waited for the trailer to show up. And at a bit after 8:30 PM on a school night, my night in shining armor pulled up in his big steel carriage. It was my first time meeting him, and now don't get me wrong - I knew he was a bit thin when they told me about him - but when I saw him I almost started to cry. Turns out, he wasn't that thin the last time my family saw him either. They ended up having to sit me down and tell me that they weren't sure whether or not that he'd make it through the night. Can you imagine telling that to an eight year old girl who had just gotten her first pony? Anyways, long story short he did. We kept him separated from the rest of our horses for a while (we had two QH fillies at the time and they were quite the hooligans) until he got most of his weight and strength back, but when he was finally pastured with some buddies, he moved like I had never moved before. Now, all these years later, he's still my right hand man. Meet Bellagio AKA Chance, my gentle giant.
Breed: Grade, if anyone is interested in giving a guess I could get some conformation pics though.
Color: Bay w/ star
Age: Not sure, but definitely somewhere between early to mid-twenties.
Height: 16 hands
Discipline: Not really any discipline. Just a trail/riding around horse.
Bellagio
First, I'll introduce you to the love of my life. He's been my one and only since day one. I got him a bit before Christmas time when I was eight years old. I remembered staying up, looking my window into the front yard as I waited for the trailer to show up. And at a bit after 8:30 PM on a school night, my night in shining armor pulled up in his big steel carriage. It was my first time meeting him, and now don't get me wrong - I knew he was a bit thin when they told me about him - but when I saw him I almost started to cry. Turns out, he wasn't that thin the last time my family saw him either. They ended up having to sit me down and tell me that they weren't sure whether or not that he'd make it through the night. Can you imagine telling that to an eight year old girl who had just gotten her first pony? Anyways, long story short he did. We kept him separated from the rest of our horses for a while (we had two QH fillies at the time and they were quite the hooligans) until he got most of his weight and strength back, but when he was finally pastured with some buddies, he moved like I had never moved before. Now, all these years later, he's still my right hand man. Meet Bellagio AKA Chance, my gentle giant.
Breed: Grade, if anyone is interested in giving a guess I could get some conformation pics though.
Color: Bay w/ star
Age: Not sure, but definitely somewhere between early to mid-twenties.
Height: 16 hands
Discipline: Not really any discipline. Just a trail/riding around horse.
I . II
Bellezza Imperiale
Now, meet my newest mare. She's a "project, I guess you could say. When Chance retired, my dad thought I'd want another horse (which I definitely didn't, plus I don't even like gaited horses btw), so he surprised me with a mare named Patches. Patches? It didn't really work for me, and didn't suit her at all. As I was soon to find out, she was rude, obnoxious, stubborn, and overall sassy. So on one long, long ride with my previous trainer to bring her pony to her new leaser, we thought of ideas. After typing multiple things into Google Translate we came up with Bellezza Imperiale (Imperial Beauty in Italian). Beauty came from her dashing good looks, and Imperial from my one of my trainer's mares. Despite constantly butting heads, she can actually be a pretty decent mare. She does have her sweet moments, so we're just going to wait and see where life takes us.
Breed: Spotted Saddle Mare
Color: Black Tobiano? Or Tovero? Idk, I'm not too familiar with Paint coats. Correct me if I'm wrong.
Age: 9 years
Height: Around 15.2 hands
Discipline: Not really sure what direction I'll send her in currently.
Bellezza Imperiale
Now, meet my newest mare. She's a "project, I guess you could say. When Chance retired, my dad thought I'd want another horse (which I definitely didn't, plus I don't even like gaited horses btw), so he surprised me with a mare named Patches. Patches? It didn't really work for me, and didn't suit her at all. As I was soon to find out, she was rude, obnoxious, stubborn, and overall sassy. So on one long, long ride with my previous trainer to bring her pony to her new leaser, we thought of ideas. After typing multiple things into Google Translate we came up with Bellezza Imperiale (Imperial Beauty in Italian). Beauty came from her dashing good looks, and Imperial from my one of my trainer's mares. Despite constantly butting heads, she can actually be a pretty decent mare. She does have her sweet moments, so we're just going to wait and see where life takes us.
Breed: Spotted Saddle Mare
Color: Black Tobiano? Or Tovero? Idk, I'm not too familiar with Paint coats. Correct me if I'm wrong.
Age: 9 years
Height: Around 15.2 hands
Discipline: Not really sure what direction I'll send her in currently.