09/30/2024
A little background on myself and JVJ. These three were the start of everything.
Jazzy (lower left) was my first horse. She wasn’t fancy broke and to anyone else she wouldn’t have been worth the hay she ate, but to me she was everything. She was the reason I fell in love with horses.
Jesse (lower right) was my first c**t. He taught me more lessons than I can count. He was a jerk and not the brightest, let’s be honest here, but he’d go (almost) anywhere I pointed him (not water, he hated water). Barrels, poles, breakaway, goat tying, didn’t matter he’d do it. May not have been great at it, but he’d do it.
Vegas (top) was the first c**t I ever trained 100% myself. She’s the reason I found my passion in training c**ts. I’ve spent more hours on the back of this horse than any other, and every time I swing a leg over I remember why.
