CHEYENNE

Joe and I began looking for a horse we could afford. limiting our search to local trades and newspapers and word of mouth. We wanted a bombproof horse Joe and our kids could ride, but a horse that had enough spirit for me to really enjoy riding. We soon learned how hard it is now to find a horse that you can trust. I don’t know how many horses we investigated, but they were all nervous. Most had disappointed their owners, who had hoped to show them. The two Quarter Horses that were close to what we were looking for cost much more than we could afford.

Finally, one evening we drove to a farm to look at a horse of undetermined breeds. He was a sweetheart and calm enough for anyone to ride. I admit I feared he might be too calm for me. But I wanted a safe horse for our family. We decided to sleep on it. When we woke up, we agreed that it was a good horse and in our price range. We called the owners–the horse was sold. “But we have another horse you might want to look at,” said the owner. We sped to the farm, determined not to be outdone by another horse seeker. Running in the pasture was a beautiful Quarter Horse Paint. The mare was in a small herd, and they all charged in to be fed. Sure, she bucked at the other horses on that brisk morning–why not? And when I asked to ride her bareback and she wanted to run with me, the owner said she’d never been ridden bareback and the other horses were upsetting her. And besides, her ground manners were so friendly. And we didn’t want to lose out again.

We bought Cheyenne. There’s a reason I’ve included two pictures of her. Working with Cheyenne on the ground was a pleasure. She was a cuddler (picture on the left) and so sweet. She loved to be scratched and brushed, and she’d follow me anywhere. The picture on the right shows the “other Cheyenne,” the horse she turned into with a rider on her back. Can you see the tension? Her eyes weren’t actually glowing like they appear in that picture, but she’d get very wide-eyed. Right away I loved riding the spirited, ready-to-run Cheyenne, but she was far from bombproof and definitely not a kid’s or beginner’s horse. The kids could sit in a saddle while I led her. Joe, however, had no desire to ride the “wild” horse. Eventually, our oldest daughter could ride her, but I never relaxed when she did. I’ve always loved riding Cheyenne . . .except one day in early March, the first hint of Spring after a too-long winter. I should have lunged Cheyenne and taken it slowly, but I couldn’t stop myself. I hopped on her bareback. She wasn’t ready for me, and she bucked and reared until I slid off her backside in mid-buck. Her hooves connected, twice, and left me with two cracked ribs and a trip to the ER. Totally my fault, though Joe still hasn’t forgiven her.

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9 Responses to “CHEYENNE”

  1. j4hibdon Says:

    Have you healed! My sister loved her “wild” horse that the rest of us called the witch! After the mare caused TWO serious “accidents”, she became just a moody, temperamental broodmare. After healing from the broken bones, my sister does not ride anymore.

    • dandimackall Says:

      Well, those mares….. But Cheyenne could be so sweet to everybody on the ground, and she was good with the kids if I led her around. Temperamental–yep. But lovable and such a fun ride. And I’m all healed and doing just fine, thanks. Sorry about your sister though.

  2. Kay Norfleet Says:

    You guys are amazing and thinking youthful and SO kind-you’re going to provide for grands like your folks did for you -is that what you’re thinking? Blessings!

  3. dandimackall Says:

    Kay, I’d say you’re doing the same thing! We loved our parents, and we love those grands! God is good!

  4. Mary E. Says:

    Dandi, Can I interview you for my blog, Middle Mary?

  5. dandimackall Says:

    I’d be happy to do that, Mary. I’m going to be with my daughter in the hospital for surgery for a few days. But if you send me your questions to my email, I’ll get to them as fast as I can: dandi@dandibooks.com

  6. Mary E. Says:

    Okay! I hope the surgery goes well!

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