This pony was my daughter Amanda's 1st. horse and I used her in my lesson program when my daughter moved up to horses (it is she that gave my Amanda her riding skills) like ponies do . They stop dead take off with head down, turn on dime stop dead before fence.  She was about 12.3. She was a pampered pony( came from a thoroughbred farm) sweet feed Alfa hay in a hay bag please. Any body that was thin at the time that could ride loved her (just enough challenge ) and lovely gaits. As she got older she slowed down to do summer camp. She was a welsh x 17 when I got her she died 8 years later, congested heart failure . she had not been breathing well and she lost weight so we put her on a steroid and she got it all back but she still labored to breath we ( checked her for heaves but the vet said she didn't have it. )so we kept her in, and a little 3 year old came and brushed her and took her out on a in hand trail ride, for months. Then 1 night after a lot of treats which was always the case on lesson nights (like I said she was pampered )it was cold and that early morning I could see she was starting to lose weight again so I called the vet for an appointment. I went back out to see her and she was laying down and for some reason I just watched her and I knew it wasn't good so I called the vet and went back to her she was up then( and my inner voice said you should put her out side ) but my heart said she'd be cold and damp so I put her in the stall next to her that was deeper bedded and bigger, and she went right with me, laid down called out 2 times and passed away. God it was so fast. Good thing she didn't suffer, God was good to both of us and I was there with her . Heart wrenching. We buried her in her paddock with her live pasture friends. She was a one off a kind (they all are) you know, they all are so different just like humans .

Karleen Babcock www.equestrianqueststable.com