My youngest niece Ava has a new love of pony riding. Over Christmas Ava and big sister Scarlett got to do a lot of equine activities whilst they stayed in Thorpdale, Ava was particularly taken with all the horsing around though and actually downright refused to get off!
Danny is going on 28 years old, just check out the grey faced old boy! My sister Louise (pictured) and I got him for Christmas when I was five and Lou was eight, he was my first and only horse (Louise and I graduated to my older sister's horse Midnight when we outgrew a pony). Little did we know on that Christmas day in 1991 that Danny would become a family member for the better part of twenty years, taking us on many adventures to the local waterfalls, patiently teaching me to learn how to showjump, races under irrigators and through spud paddocks, trail rides with other local kids and being the bestest best buddy to our big gentle Midnight.
Most of all we could never have imagined another generation of girls getting to ride our stubborn little Danny. I remember at times being terrified of Danny, after being bucked off or stood on, and kicking and screaming at him trying to get his girth done up. But he really has been the best kids pony, even now if Louise or I jump on him he will give a bit of spunk, test the waters, but plonk a child on his back and he is the ultimate professional. Cool, calm, collected, just plods along. Bless.
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