me, April 1980
With so much talk of horses and mules this week, I decided to show you a picture of my first horse. Her name was Rusty and she was a Shetland pony. We also had her brother (was he really her brother, or did we just call him that?) Rebel. When my dad bought them, he brought them home in a U-haul trailer. Isn't that funny?
I also remember that this green hoodie was one of my favorite articles of clothing. And yet another example of how fashion-conscious I was as a child!