Monday, December 31, 2007

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Awesome Model Horse Web Site

The Horse's Prayer

To Thee Master I offer my prayer; feed me, water and care for me, and when the day's work is done, provide me with shelter, a clean dry bed, and a stall wide enough for me to lie down in comfort.

Always be kind to me. Talk to me, for your voice often means as much tome as the reins. Pet me sometimes, that I may serve you more gladly and learn to love you. Do not jerk the reins, and do not whip me when going uphill. Never strike, beat or kick me when I do not understand what you want, but give me a chance to understand you. Watch me; and if I fail to do your bidding, see if something is wrong with my harness or feet.

I cannot tell you when I am thirsty so give me clean, cool water often. I cannot tell you in words when I am sick, so watch me, that by signs you may know my condition. Give me all possible shelter from the hot sun, and put a blanket on me, not when I am working, but when standing in the cold. Never put a frosty bit in my mouth; first warm it by holding it a moment in your hands.

I try to carry you and your burdens without a murmur, and wait patiently for you long hours of the day or night. Without the power to choose my shoes or path, I sometimes fall on the hard pavements which I have often prayed might be of such a nature as to give me a safe and sure footing. Remember that I must be ready at any moment to lose my life in your service.

And finally, O Master, when my useful strength is gone, do not turn me out to starve or freeze, or sell me to some cruel owner to be slowly tortured or starved to death; but do thou, my Master, take my life in the kindest way. And your God will reward you here and hereafter. You will not consider me irreverent if I ask this in the name of Him who was born in a stable.


~ anonymous

BARBARO: Champion Of Hope ~ By Derek Granger

First Saturday in May, a charge fills the air,
In Kentucky they gather, a most splendid affair.
The Run for the Roses, mere hours away,
As twenty colts vie to be champion this day.

Some colts seem anxious, aware of the task,
Some balk and some bray, while some seem to bask.
But asleep in his paddock, a champion sublime,
The unconcerned Barbaro, enjoys some peacetime.

As post time draws near, and the horses are saddled,
The once sleeping Barbaro, appears to be rattled.
He starts to act up, his groom works to console,
In a moment the horse is brought under control.

The Post Parade finished, they load at the gate,
The unbeaten Barbaro wears number eight.
With seven to left, and eleven to right,
The start gates crash open, twenty youngsters take flight.

The front stretch is blazed in the blink of an eye,
One-hundred thousand faithful watch them rush by.
The field rounds the turn, down the backstretch they bound,
Halfway to the roses, halfway to the Crown!

Five furlongs cleared, and the noise starts to churn,
Moving faster and faster into the far turn.
The crowd starts to rise like a wave on the sea,
Which colt will move up, which one will it be?

Around the last turn and they charge into sight,
One horse pulls ahead, and seems up to the fight.
A thundering bay is now leading the field,
Digging in like a steam shovel, a champion revealed!

His rider has no need to go to the whip,
This magical colt has run his perfect trip.
The others are fading, as if they all know,
Today there's no way they can catch Barbaro!

The bay locomotive explodes to the line,
The next best has slipped seven full lengths behind!
A deafening roar now erupts from the fans,
Who all sense the magic they've watched from the stands.

A Derby performance unseen sixty years,
Has rekindled dreams that bring many to tears.
Twenty-eight years since the crown has been worn,
Twenty-eight years of dreams tattered and torn.

Nineteen brave contenders have given their all,
And nineteen contenders have taken a fall,
But now there is one for whom destiny waits,
In a blanket of roses, it's Barbaro the Great!

For weeks people speak of him breaking the drought,
His romp to the roses leaves little to doubt.
The shadow of Slew, of Big Red and Affirmed,
Will finally give way to perfection confirmed.

The Pimilico track is awash in the glow,
In the paddock sits larger-than- life Barbaro.
The undercard races tick down like a clock,
As the Preakness approaches the faithful take stock.

He's led from the paddock and joins the parade,
As thousands anticipate history made.
The gates are all loaded and all that remains,
Is a mile and sixteenth, and a seventh field tamed.

With millions now watching, a cruel twist of fate,
A single bay colt breaks alone from the gate.
An audible gasp echoes over the track,
As his rider fights hard just to hold the horse back.

To the amazement of all, the fortunes have changed,
For the great Champion Barbaro, and his fate prearranged.
He's led back around, and again loads the gate,
Can this champion regroup from a tragic mistake?

The gates are flung opened, they bolt down the track,
Barbaro breaks cleanly, and he's running mid-pack!
There's hope after all for this champion renowned,
To reel them all in before shutting them down!

But another groan rings out, with cries of despair,
Barbaro has pulled up, and dread fills the air.
With his right hind leg shattered, he struggles to run,
The pack draws away quickly, the dream is undone.

Six races finished, and six races won,
His only defeat, in a race never run.
But now a new challenge, a new field of strife,
Confronts this bold champion: a race for his life.

With the prayers of the faithful, and the odds stacked against,
His crestfallen owners spare no expense.
For his chance to survive this disastrous blow,
The New Bolton doctors do all that they know.

For eight months he battles through every travail,
As millions hold hope that he'll somehow prevail.
This horse with no rival upon the racetrack,
Continues to carry such hope on his back!

But every great champion faces the day,
When no more contenders stand in their way.
When no more mountains, exist for to move,
When finally, at last, there is nothing to prove.

With all of his races on earth finally done,
This bold, gallant hero continues to run.
With Big Red, Slew and Affirmed by his side,
His legacy: Hope! Barbaro did provide.

~ by Derek Granger 1/30/07

How many horses does it take to change a light bulb?

* Thoroughbred: Who ME?? Do WHAT? I'm scared of light bulbs! I'm outta here!
* Arabian: I changed it an hour ago. C'mon you guys - catch up!
* Quarter Horse: Put all the bulbs in a pen and tell me which one you want.
* Standardbred: Oh for Pete's Sake, give me the darn bulb and let's be done with it.
* Shetland: Give it to me. I'll kill it and we won't have to worry about it anymore.
* Friesian: I would, but I can't see where I'm going from behind all this mane.
* Belgian: Put the Shetland on my back, maybe he can reach it then.
* Warmblood: Is the 2nd Level Instruction Packet in English? Doesn't anyone realize that I was sold for $75K as a yearling, but only because my hocks are bad, otherwise I would be worth $100K? I am NOT changing lightbulbs. Make the TB get back here and do it.
* Morgan: Me! Me! Me! Pleeease let me! I wanna do it! I'm gonna do it! I know how, really I do! Just watch! I'll rewire the barn after, too.
* Appaloosa: Ya'll are a bunch of losers. We don't need to change the lightbulb, I ain't scared of the dark. And someone make that darn Morgan stop jumping up and down before I double barrel him.
* Haflinger: That thing I ate was a lightbulb?
* Mustang: Lightbulb? Let's go on a trail ride, instead. And camp. Out in the open like REAL horses.
* Lipizzaner: Hah, amateurs. I will change the lightbulb. Not only that, but I will do it while standing on my hind legs and balancing it on my nose, after which I will perform seven flying lead changes in a row and a capriole. Can you do that? Huh? Huh? Didn't think so.
* Miniature: I bet you think I can't do it just cause I'm small. You know what that is? It's sizeism!
* Akhal Teke: I will only change it if it's my owner's lightbulb and no one else has ever touched it.
* Andalusian: I will delegate the changing of the lightbulb to my personal groom after he finishes shampooing my mane and cleaning my saddle, but only on the condition that it is changed for a soft blue or green bulb, which reflects better off my coat while I exhibit my astonishing gaits.
* Cleveland Bay: I'm busy. Make the whipper-in and the hounds do it.
* Saddlebred: My ears are up already, please, please get the lightbulb away from me! I'm ready to show, really, I promise I'll win!
* Paint: Put all the lightbulbs in a pen, tell me which one you want, and my owner will bet you twenty bucks I can get it before the quarter horse.
* POA: I'm not changing it. I'm the one who kicked the old one and broke it in the first place, remember? Now, excuse me, I have a grain room to break into.
* Grade Horse: Guys? Um, guys? I hope you don't mind, but I went ahead and changed it while you were all arguing.
~ author unknown

Monday, October 8, 2007

Arabian stallion Khemosabi video tribute (not mine)

This is a very nice tribute to the late, great Arabian stallion Khemosabi. I had the privilege to see him win at age 4 in the driving class at a local show. I even snapped a photo of him. Little did I know then, that he would become one of the most loved and greatest champions of all time!

Friday, October 5, 2007

This racing call is a riot!!!

One of these names sure needed a pronunciation guide!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Funny horse photo!

I think this horse might be mad at the cow it's cutting

Monday, September 10, 2007

Cool Summer Bath

Click here to see ex-racehorses being hosed down.

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Favorite Model Arabian Costumes

First costume that I created and still own (Hollywood style).

Second costume I created and still own,
on 2 different models above & below (Native style).
(Click here to read about winning with this costume)

Above model sculpted and owned by Debbi LerMond.

To see more people's costumes, click here.

Friday, September 7, 2007

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Ordered 2 Books

I'm excited to have found the story of Jefferson Spivey's ride across the US on an Arabian horse, offered through Back in the 80s, I read and saved an article from our local newspaper about the ride. It was also featured in "Horse and Rider" magazine. The story fascinated me then, so I'm looking forward to reading the whole book titled "Wind Drinker," that also tells of his ride across an African desert. I ordered that book and also "The Classic Arabian Horse" by Judith Forbis.

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Another Favorite Horse Video

This is another one of my favorites with a fitting song.

Awesome Dancing Dressage Horse video

This performance gives me chills every time I watch it. Simply amazing timing with the music!

Monday, August 27, 2007

Bible Passage About Horses

"Coming Storm" my original photo

"He paws fiercely, rejoicing in his strength, and charges into the fray. He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing; he does not shy away from the sword. The quiver rattles against his side, along with the flashing spear and lance. In frenzied excitement he eats up the ground; he cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds. At the blast of the trumpet he snorts, "Aha!" He catches the scent of battle from afar, the shout of commanders and the battle cry."
Job 39:21-25

My Winning Model Arabian Costume

Here's a photo of the native Arabian costume I made for one of my model horses. It has hand-tied tassels, braided ropes, and a sculpted saddle covered in suede. It won a Championship ribbon and a Reserve Grand Champion ribbon at a model horse show in 2005.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Arabian Sayings About Horses

“If someone tells you that a horse leapt to the bottom of an abyss without injuring himself, ask what color he was, and if you are told bay, then believe it. The bay says to an argument, ‘Come no closer!’” Arab proverb.

Of the dappled grey the Arabs say, “If he is like the stones in a river, he will refill the camp when it becomes empty, and he will save us in combat on the day when the firearms clash.”

Of the white horse the Arabs say: “This is the mount of kings, because he brings good fortune and luck…Take the white like a silk flag, with a ring of black skin around his eyes.”

The following are excerpts from :

A bay horse has the best resistance in the extreme of temperature. They consider that he is better able to endure thirst, hunger, and, in fact, privations of any sort, than horses of other colours. A white horse is much esteemed, but to be a perfect specimen the muzzle, eyes and membranes must be black. The dark chestnut should gradually darken down the chest to the points so that all four legs are black; very often there is a deeper line in the dark chestnut with a medium line from the withers to the tail. Horses of this colour are highly prized. The black must have no light blemish; the muzzle must be absolutely black, as must be the colour round the eyes, nor should the coat of such an animal show a brown or reddish colour. The Arabs hold that black horses with red-rimmed eyes invariably get mad and vicious, and have a tendency to stampede, and in any case they are bad-tempered.

Briefly, the Arabs prefer:

The black horse.
The brown bay-with a star on the forehead and black mane.
The dark chestnut ( dark colours mean more blood ).
The white horse.

The black horse, being very rare and more full-blooded, was reserved for chiefs. A brown bay with a black mane is reputed to have a hard skin and good hooves, and greater endurance in extremes of temperature than the others. Great swiftness was attributed to chestnuts, as they always bore the first news of victories. The white horse is useful in hot countries, where the desert glare makes its detection by the enemy more difficult.

Markings that should be rejected are two trammels (white-foot) either diagonal or lateral, but two fore trammels or two hind trammels are acceptable; the latter are preferable to the former.

The white-legged horse is considered unlucky.

Castration of horses was forbidden by the Arabs, with the exception of thoroughly vicious animals.

A horse with bad teeth is of no value to the Arab, as he is considered incapable of feeding himself properly.

A horse's tongue must have no black lines, and the gums and palate must have no black spots on them.

Fidgety and noisy horses are considered useless, because they arouse the enemy.

The Arabs avoid thin horses because they say it is an indication of either disease or bad temper.

One must not have horses accustomed to drinking too often; such animals would be incapable of traveling long distances.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

2007 Region 5 Championship Arabian Horse Show, Monroe

My friend from choir, Maxine, and I went to this show in Monroe on July 7th. We had a great time seeing all the gorgeous horses and foals. We even walked through every barn! We stayed for the evening performances and took these photos. Didn't get home until after 11:00pm.

(Sorry about the poor photo quality. My camera didn't do well in low, evening light from a distance. I did what I could to make them better in Photoshop.)

Native Arabian Costume Class winner!

The stallion class winner WH Araby (look at that tail)!

Maxine's favorite black stallion

2006 Windy Tides Horse Show, Monroe

Bill took me to this show for my birthday! It was a really fun day. We saw just about every type of horse and pony you could imagine! Here are some photos.

A regal Friesian about to enter the show ring

Friesian in the ring standing for the judges

Haflinger horse in the warm-up ring

A riding lession in progress

Pretty pinto

Waiting their turn for the trail class

Youngster on a roan pony

Appaloosa in the English Trail Class

20+ y/o Arabian mare in the In-hand Trail Class

Cute Welsh Pony

2005 Gaited Horse Show, Puyallup

Getting ready for the evening ceremony
(western & english Tennessee Walkers)

Waiting for the evening ceremony to begin

Icelandic Horse stallion

The waiting area

Icelandic Horses

Missouri Fox Trotter

Queen Isabella of Spain costume and a black Paso Fino mare
(I held the reins for the owner while she tacked up. Very calm, nice, petite mare.)

2005 Region 5 Championship Arabian Horse Show, Puyallup

Saying hi to one of the Arabian show horses.

Ladies' Side Saddle entry

National Show Horse

Arabian Costume Class Champion

Reserve Champion

2004 Scottsdale Arabian Costume Class

In February 2004, we took a vacation to Arizona and saw the Scottsdale Arabian Horse Show on it's final night. This was another dream come true for me, to attend this show. It's one of the largest and best Arabian horse show in the country, which I've wanted to attend since hearing about it in the 1970s when I subscribed to Arabian Horse World magazine. My next goal is to attend the Arabian Horse Nationals held in New Mexico, some year.

WestWorld Equestrian Center entrance statue in Scottsdale, AZ

Barns & me

JN Blaze, Top Ten
9 y/o Gelding (Beythoven MC x Sabrah Somara)

MAF Easy Street+, Top Ten
10 y/o Gelding (NDL Hermes x Exclusive)

AAOTR - Native Costume Reserve Champion
Chuckleberry Grey, 14 y/o Gelding
(Huckleberry Bey x HR Firebelle)

AAOTR Native Costume Champion
Emirate, 15 y/o Gelding
(Heritage Emir x NDL Esperanza)


JDM Allegro, Top Ten
7 y/o Gelding (Alliance x JDM Pentoia)

NL Futuaristkh, Top Ten
14 y/o Gelding (Aristo Nite Lite x Futurado)

AH Sizzle, Top Ten, 3rd Place Native Costume
9 y/o Stallion (Revelry x Ludina) (Sizzle's web site)

Sizzle, his owner & me

Sizzle with native tack from Morocco

JDM Allegro, Top Ten

Ames Aristocrat, Top Ten
7 y/o Gelding (King Heir x Ariston Fera)

Bey Berry Love, Top Ten
12 y/o Gelding (Hucklebey Berry x Lovilee)

Bey Berry Love

JN Blaze, Top Ten

Chuckleberry Grey

LA Ebony Fire+/, Top Ten
15 y/o Gelding (Mr. Pro x Mar-Ria)



Quinn Afire, Top Ten
7 y/o Gelding (Afire Bey V x ?)

CP Tempest+, Top Ten
11 y/o Gelding (Reign On x Spring Fiesta)

CP Tempest

CP Tempest

The Renagade, Top Ten
9 y/o Stallion (Thee Desperado x Waratah)