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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Sunday, April 21, 2019
Another Icelandic-Quarter Horse Cross
I am not advocating crossing Icelandics with any other breed. I am interested in what said cross looks like. Pyrite or Pie is an Icelandic Quarter horse cross. He seems to have inherited the best from both sire and dam, including a copy of the gaited gene.
PS I know nothing about this trainer or horse other than what shows up in the video.
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