Remembering the Ponies

originally posted 01 NOV 2014


We rented our last home in California for a year before we moved to Florida. We lived on ten acres in the Gold Country and loved it.

Our neighbor would graze his ponies on our property. I fell in love those ponies. When we'd get home, they'd trot over to say hello. There were five of them. One pony got bigger and bigger. It was clear she was expecting.

Imagine our delight one day when we saw the baby wobbling behind her. The other ponies would trot over but she kept her distance. She started coming over for pets but would block the baby so we couldn't get near. We didn't try. Last thing we wanted to do was stress her.

I took this photo on a very special day. I had wandered over to the fence by myself to say hello. The ponies came trotting over. I gave my usual pets and fed them some of the tall grass they so enjoyed. You could see Mama watching me. Then she did the neatest thing, she nudged her baby over to me. I get tearful just remembering it. She was giving me the okay. She trusted me. That baby was the softest thing I've ever petted. After that, she had no problem with me around her baby.

I was so sad when we moved. I loved those ponies.

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