Speaking of family, our horse, Shaft, is the great-grandson of Secretariat. You know, the famed race horse who won the Triple Crown in 1973. There have only been 2 other race horses since Secretariat to win the coveted Triple Crown; Seattle Slew in 1977, and Affirmed in 1978. But there's a great difference between great grandson and grandpa.
Shaft is a thoroughbred, quarter horse mix. He is not quite as tall as his fabled great grandfather. Nor does he have the speed, or desire to run like Secretariat. But he does have that thoroughbred attitude. In other words, he's a snot.
We have owned Shaft for 9 years. He is 13 yrs old. He still acts like a 2 year old brat. Now don't get me wrong, I love my horse, but he can be a pain in the ass. Literally. When putting a saddle on him, he turns slightly your way and tries to nip your butt. Not hard. Just enough to let you know he's not interested in riding today. Or any day for that matter. If you don't ride him often enough, he'll buck and kick for a few yards, until he realizes you're still on him, and he's obligated to cart you around for an hour or so.
Shaft does have a personality. Almost everyone who meets him, falls in love with him. He's funny, mischievous, friendly, loving, and damn smart.
And although he has the blood in his veins, he doesn't have the kick in his hooves. Which is just fine. I don't have the strength in my back.
So much for genetics.
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