As a little girl, I always wanted a pony for Christmas. Santa never brought me a pony. So in my late 40s, I started taking horseback riding lessons. When I turned 50, I got my first horse, an Icelandic named Blessi (Veigar frá Búðardal). Little did I know how much fun life with an Icelandic was going to be. Blessi has a unique perspective on life. I hope you enjoy reading about it as much as I enjoy Blessi. And you will probably read about my cats from time to time.
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Thursday, March 28, 2019
Horse Ferry on Lopez Island in the Pacific Northwest
One owner has come up with a unique way to "ferry" her horse from island to island among the San Juans in the Pacific Northwest. After the first few sails, Blessi would probably be more interested in the hay bag. Do horses get seasick?
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