When your horse follows you without being asked, when he rubs his head on yours, and when you look at him and feel a tingle down your spine…you know you are loved.
– John Lyons.
No hour of life is wasted that is spent in the saddle.
– Winston Churchill.
When a horse greets you with a nicker and regards you with a large and liquid eye, the question of where you want to be has been answered.
The horse, with beauty unsurpassed, strength immeasurable and grace unlike any other, still remains humble enough to carry a man upon his back.
– Amber Senti.
To understand the soul of a horse is the closest human beings can come to knowing perfection.
– Author Unknown.
George. George is our registered Tennessee Walking Horse. He’s a big horse (16.3 hands) with a big personality. George enjoys eating as much as he possibly can, blowing in your ear, and posing in his noble Tennessee Walker stance and then looking around to see if anyone’s watching him.
The Tennessee Walking Horse is an American original, developed in central Tennessee in the late 1800s. The horse’s genealogy includes a mixture of breeds that settlers brought with them, such as Morgans, Narragansett Pacer and Canadian Horses. One characteristic of this new breed was the horse’s smooth gait, which was later called the running walk. This gait replaced the ordinary bouncy trot and made it easy for farmers, deliverymen and doctors to sit for hours in the saddle. TWHs are friendly, curious, gentle creatures that love companionship and do their very best to try and please.
And indeed, a horse who bears himself proudly is a thing of such beauty and astonishment that he attracts the eyes of all beholders. No one will tire of looking at him as long as he will display himself in his splendor.
Athena. Athena is our grulla paint mare and she is a sweetheart. Athena is patient and caring. She shoves her nose straight into her halter when you catch her in pasture like she’s saying, “Yay! What are we going to do today!?” She goes out of her way to be a good little horse, and she’s a smart little cookie.
The origins of the paint horse in North America can be traced back to the two-toned horses introduced by the Spanish explorers, descendants of horses from North Africa and Asia Minor. Inevitably, some of these colorful equines escaped to create the wild herds of horses roaming the Great Plains. Captured and gentled, they raced alongside the vast herds of buffalo and traveled hundreds of miles on cattle drives.
In their eyes shine stars of wisdom and courage to guide men to the heavens.
– Jodie Mitchell.
In the steady gaze of the horse shines a silent eloquence that speaks of love and loyalty, strength and courage. It is the window that reveals to us how willing is his spirit, how generous his heart.
– Author Unknown.