I loved, loved, loved this horse. He was the first horse I ever trained that could have taken me places if I’d had the money to go down the road on him. He was N.I.C.E. Same run every time. And you could ride him like you stole him to the first barrel. EVERY run. He’d just drag his ass when he got there!
I ended up selling him, because one day, when I was sitting in my office (Yes, I had an office job! At one time I was a registered assistant), someone called me and wondered if I had any horses for sale. So I priced him at more than I thought they’d pay for him. I was wrong, because two weeks later I put him on a trailer for Utah.
And, not only was he an awesome barrel horse, he was one of my practice horses horses in college to rope on and tie goats on. Last I knew he was back in Texas. The people I sold him to had crippled him, then they nerved him and his new owner wanted me to leg him up and sell him. I politely declined the offer.
I hope you enjoyed this little glimpse into my “past”!