|1964 - Topsy|
I can't even describe now how happy I was, when I got the news at the breakfast table! I had to run right out! Unprepared for the beautiful, brilliant red, wild-eyed mare! "Wild as a March hare", as Grandma described her! I had no real experience with horses, I'd worked cleaning stalls at a barn in Boulder for a few riding lessons - but not many!
|A solid looking mare that could single-foot! My brother is firing his gun behind us!|
I think I've mentioned before that the saddle was hung over the top of the high wall of the double box stall. Grandpa told me that when I could get it down & on the mare, I could ride. I spent several days gentling her - sitting on the manger, trying to get her to accept a carrot out of my hand - which she finally did. The saddle thing was a no go - so I found a headstall, too big & far from fitting correctly. I managed to get on her & next - was on her back! At the sound of hoof-beats, Grandma came running out the door & took the photo below.
Another time, Grandpa had me go to the far pasture to help him & Uncle Bud round up six head of Angus. I was pretty accomplished at cattle wrangling by that time & when I started pushing - they didn't move??? Grandpa yelled from the truck - "Keep At Them!" "Get them moving!" Topsy barred her teeth - made a run at one & finally got him going! The rest followed & we chased them into the corral. I went back to the house for my daily diet Pepsi & told Grandma. She didn't even finish listening to my story before she was out the door - yelling at poor Grandpa - asking him what on earth he was thinking having a 12-yr. old girl rounding up those young Bulls! :-) Bulls! :-)
|1966 & my first roll of COLOR film!|
|Last ride - 1968|
|Saying Goodby~ With Fella aka. "Pooch"|
|Topsy grazing on Grandma's lawn~|
|Cattle on the Farm 1986|