Day 124 CJSM

Day 124

 

Beth loved going to Sears at Crestwood because she could

pretend to ride the Palomino pony with the fancy

black western saddle and bridle.

 

 

That would be the storefront mechanical horse that gave a kid a ride for a quarter.

Beth loved horses; got to know them watching the t.v. series, “Fury” riding the range on wild adventures with Joey and his sidekick, Pee-Wee. When she was four, we went horse-y shopping!

We would go into a barn to view the critters; Beth would stride right up to the half-ton beasts and pet their necks and talk to them while “city-slickers’ Lady Candice and I cowered against the far wall hoping the “monster” would not hurt, or eat, us! Beth was intrepid!---and…relentless!

We bought our first equine in a little town from a lady who loved ole Lady-Belle and we pastured the old girl on a fifteen acre site owned by a friend of mine. Soon, we all got into the rhythm of the four-legged wonders and fell in love with the hobby.

The “herd” grew to seven at one point; I even “forked” the steeds a time or two, myself.

We loved the critters but foaling-time was the best; everybody loves a baby, even a horse.

Several were born to us on our little farm. Today, our girls ride like the wind. Fabulous!

Best pet in this ole world for a kid; for me, too. Teaches responsibility and respect and love.

Our progeny has never been demanding of anything and Beth was satisfied to ride that mechanical horse-y in front of Sears at Crestwood mall for a few years. Hell! Had I not been an “adult” size myself by then, I might have “Yahooed!” that equine my ownself fanning its bucking and rearing antics with my cowboy hat to urge him on!? Yes! Siree! I sure would have!

 

Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Horse-feathers” Memories!