Not so much my little pony as Sydney's little pony...this weekend my family went to northeastern Oregon and picked up Romero, an 8.5 year old gelding from Aztec lineage (I don't have a clue what that means, I'm just quoting my mom's email). My sister is beyond thrilled, she knows more about horses than anyone I have ever met before and the new pet was a total surprise for her.
First ride around the stables.
Getting to know each other.
Sydney and Logan on the ranch where Romero used to live.
First ride around the stables.
Getting to know each other.
Sydney and Logan on the ranch where Romero used to live.
I guess my Dad doesn't mind him either...
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Slightly cooler than my My Little Pony sleeping bag in 1st grade...
So when do you get to ride the pony? I would really like to see that. Also, bloomingdales was having friends and family this weekend (20% off EVERYTHING). I bought the most amazing bag. I just posted a pic of my cousin carrying it.
Someday, when my little girls say they want a pony, and I tell them no, that no real people get ponies, I hope they don't discover your archived blog posts.
So I never wanted a pony growing up, but I did want a turtle. My mom told me I couldn't have one because turtles cause cancer. Until about 3 years ago, I still believed her.
I saw the title and I was hoping my little pony was some secret you left off your latest obsession blog. Oh well, I don't know much about horses either except that they like watermellon rhinds. (How do you spell that? rinds? Rhins? I don't know.) But it's a pretty horse.
You write very well.
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