|Pat (Patrivaleonette) was my first horse. She came
into our family when I was three years old and she was fourteen.
She was the epitome of a kids horse. Kind and gentle and very
careful of any young child who was on her back. She could be onery
at times with older kids and adults, but place a young child on her back
and she was the most patient teacher.
Pat originally belonged to my great grandfather, the daughter of his
horse (Frivolette). She was ridden twice a year to round up cattle
with a rare ride in between. My parents bought her from my great
grandfather for the low price of $750, much less than what he had been
offered for her!
Pat was a wonderful horse who was willing and patient with us
children. A young child could rider her with no fear because she
was always extra careful with them. An older child who was getting
a little rough was taught carefully to be kind. Pat never learned
how to buck, so she showed displeasure by lifting one hind leg off the
ground while she hopped no more than three inches on the other
leg. Or she would find a low branch to scrape you off on. If
you treated her with respect, she would do anything you asked.
At nineteen, Pat entered the 4H show ring for the first time.
She learned to run barrels, poles, and keyhole for the speed events with
never a sign of nervousness entering the ring. She may have looked
slow going in, but she never failed to put in a great time. She
also learned reining, walk trot, western pleasure, and anything else
that we wanted to try. She gave her all each time she entered the
ring and won many ribbons in her day.
At twenty one, she became a mother for the first time. She
delivered a healthy filly named Patty. At twenty four she
delivered her second foal, CC (the mare I still own today).
Unfortunately coming home from being bred, her hoof went through the
floorboard of the trailer and the injuries sustained made her pasture
Pat crossed the Rainbow Bridge at the age of 28 from kidney