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Our Three Horses

For those of you who live out of state, you may think all Oklahomans ride horses to work everyday and wear belt buckles the size of our heads.  TV shows do not help our case with such stereotypes.  We always cringe about the contestants they choose from here on all shows because they are always as country bumpkin as they can get.

With that said, we have always wanted horses.  I have loved riding since I was a little girl and Paisley already adores them.  So when a popular riding stable near us closed due to owner retirement, all of their horses went to auction.  We went and won three of the child friendly horses!!!

Meet our three mares, "Honey", "Buzz", and "Molly". They are amazingly gentle with our kids and we are all in love with them.  They do great with trail rides and give us lots of affection.



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  1. Congrats on the newest family members!
    What an amazing thing for your children to grow up with!

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  2. Aww love this! And I adore horsies :) Paisley and Graham are so lucky!

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  3. Oh my gosh, the pic of the horse "kissing" the top of the princess's head is just too much adorableness! :) Congrats on your new family members!

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  4. They are too cute! Horses are wonderful! And I read the post before this one...so glad things are getting better:).

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