How We Met

It's a long story,
My Mom tried to breed her old mare eight or so years ago. The mare couldn't get pregnant. So my Aunt offered to breed hers if Mom would pay the stud fee. So she did, and out popped Misty on my Mom's birthday no less! Haha, we named her that, cause her palomino color was barely noticable, and just looked like mist on her. We brought her to our house when she was around nine monthes old. When she got there my Mom was so excited. She WAS my Mom's horse originally. When Misty turned two, my youngest sister, who was about six, was the first person on her. My Mom, just stuck the pony saddle on and put Sam on, then around the feild they went. Misty didn't even care. When she turned three, my Mom rode her a lot, before she got a job. She would take both of our horses out, ride one on the way out, the other one home. I rode her on her first trail ride. She did awesome. After that, I started riding her more than my Mom. The rest as they say is history..