I couldn't wait for Santa anymore or ask one more time for a pony for my bday (after age 30 it got embarrassing). I took matters in my own hands and I finally decided to pick a pony that needed a new home. Laz found me as I contemplated with this idea. He was sweet yet very sassy, fresh off the track, Thoroughbred (OTTB).
Join us for our re-training, rehabbing from laminitis and testing all parts of mixed up horsemanship and partnership, and luck...
Thursday, March 27, 2014
There is something about Laz's rolling camel lipped face that makes me want to jump on him and squeeeeeeze him
OOoooof that belly. I die for it.
Sometimes they are just so prehistoric looking and acting...do you agree?