miamiphillips Posted September 30, 2009 Report Share Posted September 30, 2009 We will award a family of four free admission to the High Country Stables Fall Family Festival on Saturday Oct 17th for horse rides, games, cookout, live music and marshmallows around the fire - ($62 value) for some simple words... We are looking for the best horse story - (preferably about High Country Stables) - but we will let any horse story enter! This story should be optimistic and heart warming - how someone bonded with a horse, or a horse helped someone, or how someone grew up with a horse. Maybe how a trainer or teacher at a barn was a big influence or mentor in a life... Something like that.. Just reply to this thread and post it here (so everyone can read it!) and we will choose from here. We reserve the right to make the final decision but it might depend some on how many times the story is read. We are also running this contest on our blog at http://highcountrystables.com. We also will post all stories on our blog unless specifically requested not to do so... The winner will be announced here and on the blog on Tuesday October 12. All entries must be in by noon on that day! Good luck! (If you have any questions call me at 404 597 6000 or send an email to coachmiami@gmail.com) Link to post Share on other sites
nowens98 Posted September 30, 2009 Report Share Posted September 30, 2009 This is more entertaining than it is "heartwarming" but it may help someone get a laugh. When I was 6yrs old my family lived on a horse farm in Cartersville. We had 4 of our own horses, including a beautiful Black Stallion named "Tag". Because we had a huge barn and several of my parents friends had horses, we boarded some extras. Living on a farm at that age was the best!! My mom's friend came to visit and asked if it would be ok to take me on her mare bareback but on a lead rope. We were at the front of our property which was about 20 acres (and sloped downhill toward the barn) the horse started grazing on some grass and so my mom's friend let go of the lead rope. Well, as soon as she did the horse looked up and TOOK OFF!! She was running in a full gallop toward the barn and my mom's friend was chasing after her. We had a big sunroom off the back of the house and my mom and older sister were in there and here we came, flying past. My mom & sis didn't know if they should be scared for me or laugh at the owner running behind us! I had no fear and just waved and was grinning from ear to ear!! When the horse made it to the barn and couldn't go any further she started grazing again. My mom, sis and the owner of the horse caught up with us and made sure I was ok. I asked if we could do it again b/c it was so much fun and my parents never let our horses run when I was riding! Unfortunately, I never rode her again Some of my best memories are with my horses when I was little and having sleepovers in my hayloft. My dad ended up getting rid of them all (traded one for a corvette) and I haven't had the pleasure of owning one myself...YET. I still LOVE the smell of sweet feed and go sniff it when we go to Tractor Supply! I know, I'm weird! Link to post Share on other sites
miamiphillips Posted October 1, 2009 Author Report Share Posted October 1, 2009 That is the kind of story we are looking for! Thanks! Who else has a story about horses or how horses or lessons or a summer camp (especially if it was at High Country Stables) has affected their lives, their kids or other people they know? 1st place prize is 4 tickets to High Country Stables' Fall Family Festival with games, rides, cookout, live music and more! http://highcountrystables.com/family-cookouts-dallas-ga/ Link to post Share on other sites
SouthernScarlett Posted October 1, 2009 Report Share Posted October 1, 2009 My story is short but it sure was something big. Once upon a time on a bright crisp Thanksgiving day. A very sleepy lady(me) had just gotten out of her warm bed. When all of the sudden she heard her phone ring (Ting a ling)and on the other end was her neighbor.Saying you have got to see this. Come up to the barn and see what we have. Well off the lady (me) went. It was a beautiful sight to wake up to see a new born colt with her mother just make it into this world on a beautiful Thanksgiving day. It was a Thanksgiving Blessing for sure. It also was the first time in my whole life to see this kind of miracle. :yahoo: Story is short but sweet. Link to post Share on other sites
miamiphillips Posted October 1, 2009 Author Report Share Posted October 1, 2009 Very nice story! There is definitely something about a newborn (no matter the species) but especially a foal just standing up on it's wobbly knees to bring out the joy in life! Thanks! My story is short but it sure was something big. Once upon a time on a bright crisp Thanksgiving day. A very sleepy lady(me) had just gotten out of her warm bed. When all of the sudden she heard her phone ring (Ting a ling)and on the other end was her neighbor.Saying you have got to see this. Come up to the barn and see what we have. Well off the lady (me) went. It was a beautiful sight to wake up to see a new born colt with her mother just make it into this world on a beautiful Thanksgiving day. It was a Thanksgiving Blessing for sure. It also was the first time in my whole life to see this kind of miracle. Story is short but sweet. Link to post Share on other sites
kelboo69 Posted October 1, 2009 Report Share Posted October 1, 2009 When I was eight my grandmmother was in a nursing home and every sunday we went to visit her. The parking lot of the nursing home backed up to a farm and there were 4 horses there grazing. I walked over to the fence, and this beautiful brown horse trotted over and let me pet him. I called him scout cause I was a fan of the lone ranger series. Every sunday we went there it was like he knew I was coming, and waited by the fence for me. I would sit for hours and just talk and pet him. After 3 months my grandmother died in the nursing home and I said Goodbye to scout for the last time. I went home and always wanted a horse of my own, but I lived in the city, and I said one day I will have my own farm with horses. That never happened and I have never been around a horse again. But I will never forget that horse!!! Link to post Share on other sites
miamiphillips Posted October 1, 2009 Author Report Share Posted October 1, 2009 I like this story! We have seen this happen time and time again with horses - they somehow know when we need support and love - and unlike the human race - horses are more than happy to provide all the love and support we need! When I was eight my grandmmother was in a nursing home and every sunday we went to visit her. The parking lot of the nursing home backed up to a farm and there were 4 horses there grazing. I walked over to the fence, and this beautiful brown horse trotted over and let me pet him. I called him scout cause I was a fan of the lone ranger series. Every sunday we went there it was like he knew I was coming, and waited by the fence for me. I would sit for hours and just talk and pet him. After 3 months my grandmother died in the nursing home and I said Goodbye to scout for the last time. I went home and always wanted a horse of my own, but I lived in the city, and I said one day I will have my own farm with horses. That never happened and I have never been around a horse again. But I will never forget that horse!!! Link to post Share on other sites
miamiphillips Posted October 2, 2009 Author Report Share Posted October 2, 2009 No body else has a horse story? We have had some great comments around the stables on these stories - so please - if you have a story go ahead and write it down! You might win the tickets -and if you can't go you can give them to another family! We will award a family of four free admission to the High Country Stables Fall Family Festival on Saturday Oct 17th for horse rides, games, cookout, live music and marshmallows around the fire - ($62 value) for some simple words... We are looking for the best horse story - (preferably about High Country Stables) - but we will let any horse story enter! This story should be optimistic and heart warming - how someone bonded with a horse, or a horse helped someone, or how someone grew up with a horse. Maybe how a trainer or teacher at a barn was a big influence or mentor in a life... Something like that.. Just reply to this thread and post it here (so everyone can read it!) and we will choose from here. We reserve the right to make the final decision but it might depend some on how many times the story is read. We are also running this contest on our blog at http://highcountrystables.com. We also will post all stories on our blog unless specifically requested not to do so... The winner will be announced here and on the blog on Tuesday October 12. All entries must be in by noon on that day! Good luck! (If you have any questions call me at 404 597 6000 or send an email to coachmiami@gmail.com) Link to post Share on other sites
4URCRUISE Posted October 2, 2009 Report Share Posted October 2, 2009 We own Thoroughbred race horses and had a horse called Pete's Diner. Pete was injured although not severe was not able to be a racehorse anymore. After a couple of months of being turned out to just be a horse I received a call from my trainer stating that someone wanted to talk to me about Pete. The next day I received a call from a handicap riding facility inquring about what I was going to do with Pete. I expressed a little concern with Pete in this enviroment as thoroughbred race horses tend to be a little high strung. The people assured me that since Pete was gelded that they though they could use him. I donated Pete to the facility. After about a week I received a voicemail from them with a frantic tone. My first thought was poor Pete didnt work out and they want me to take him back. When I returned the call that wasnt the case. As it turn out a 4 year old girl confined to a wheelchair was new to the program was touring and walked by Pete. They said that Pete walked over to her laid his head in her lap for what seemd like an enterinity letting her pet and do what ever she wanted to him. When the girl returned the next day they put her up on Petes back!!!! I was told he was a perfect gentleman and almost acted like a trained handicap horse. That was 2 years ago and Pete and the now 6 year old girl can not be seperated!!!!!! Link to post Share on other sites
pyrojosh Posted October 2, 2009 Report Share Posted October 2, 2009 Here is my nice poignant story... I grew up in Booger Hollow. With a name like that it had to be in the boonies.... right. Right! We had horses growing up and a student at Shorter College that lived with us took care of the horses. I remember taking one of our mares to be bred. It was to a stallion named Zaul and he was a National Champion. The lady had peacocks that displayed their tails. I was about 8. The foal was born on April Fools and we named him Shewal, he was 3/4 Arabian and that means April in Araibic. I remember going to school and saying my horse had a baby. Everyone went yeah April Fools but it wasn't. We kept him a stallion and trained him ourselves. We went on many riding trips. The farm was about 250 acreas so there was plenty of room to run. Sometimes we went across to the neighbors land that was open fields or down the dirt roads. Some of the best times that I remember was cutting loose and letting them run. I remember our corral and that we had and a little Shetland Pony. My mom would have the Girl Scouts over and let everyone ride. My dad still has a few horses but they are mostly horses that have health issues. He lets them graze and keeps an eye on them. O.K. now for my not so poignant story .... My other story is about a horse named Nino. He was a big horse and headstrong. He was a super smart horse. He used to work the latch on his stall and get out. My mom stayed one time and watched him because she couldn't figure out how he was doing it. He was great to ride but everytime you got close to the barn he would take off. We used to say "Watch Nino... when he smells the barn he is going to take the bit and run full out." That horse was amazing to ride. That being said he also liked to bite. He bit one sister and she wouldn't get near a horse again. Laura the student that lived with us used to say "If he bites you you bite him back." She demonstrated more than once by bitting him on the nose. He didn't give her to many problems. But the rest of us....? So one day when I though I was all growed up I took him out for a ride by myself. I shouldn't have because the other horses were loose in the pasture. Everything was going fine until I got to where they were grazing. Nino took off at full speed and then demon that he was came to a dead stop. You guessed it I sailed right over his head. My dad who happend to see it out of the house window came running. When he asked if I broke anything I said YES! He asked me what and I said......"My fingernails." Boy was he not happy with me. I gave him a heart attack. To this day I don't know why I said that. They were broke from the fall but I'm not even a girly girl. So there are two stories. The bottom one I will always remember like it was yesterday. So I had to tell it. Link to post Share on other sites
pyrojosh Posted October 2, 2009 Report Share Posted October 2, 2009 We really, really want these tickets. Ginger asked... wait, told me to tell one of my childhood stories. I was maybe about 5 years old and was feeding our two horses. The grain was in their dishes in the stalls and they were happily chomping away. I must've gotten distracted for a few minutes because my timing was a little off. I would usually put the grain in the stalls, unlatch the doors, then walk out to the paddock with a couple of leaves of hay and drop them in two separate piles. Well, when I went to unlatch the stalls, they were ready to get to the hay. I was walking out of the barn and noticed I had two large animals on my heels. I sped up a little, needless to say, so did they. I sped up a little more and a little more until all three of us were in a full run. My mother was watching outside the window and yelled, "Throw the hay! Throw the hay!" The hay went up in the air, the horses came to a screeching halt and I kept running. What a great way to grow up! Thanks for reading. Link to post Share on other sites
miamiphillips Posted October 5, 2009 Author Report Share Posted October 5, 2009 Well - these guys are serious about wanting to come to the cookout! Three stories! Cool! Remember we are posting these over to the http://highocountrystables.com site as well. One more week or so and we'll be naming the winners of the four tickets to the festival... What is your horsey story? We really, really want these tickets. Ginger asked... wait, told me to tell one of my childhood stories. I was maybe about 5 years old and was feeding our two horses. The grain was in their dishes in the stalls and they were happily chomping away. I must've gotten distracted for a few minutes because my timing was a little off. I would usually put the grain in the stalls, unlatch the doors, then walk out to the paddock with a couple of leaves of hay and drop them in two separate piles. Well, when I went to unlatch the stalls, they were ready to get to the hay. I was walking out of the barn and noticed I had two large animals on my heels. I sped up a little, needless to say, so did they. I sped up a little more and a little more until all three of us were in a full run. My mother was watching outside the window and yelled, "Throw the hay! Throw the hay!" The hay went up in the air, the horses came to a screeching halt and I kept running. What a great way to grow up! Thanks for reading. Link to post Share on other sites
PauldingMom Posted October 6, 2009 Report Share Posted October 6, 2009 I've never had the pleasure of actually owning a horse of my own, but for years I took group lessons, and then private lessons. I cleaned stalls, painted fences and worked off the fees to pay for my lessons. Later I was hired as a groom and exercise girl, a job I would have done for free just for the experience of working with some great horses. The one lesson I have taken with my experience is patience and persistence. . My work now with small children requires much patience and persistence. Recently I was diagnosised with Breast Cancer, as was my mother. Although you may not consider patience and persistence a virtue to dealing with this disease, I can tell you first hand that it. Sitting through Chemotherapy for 3 hours, waiting for the side effects to wear off, going to therapy daily, waiting for the hair to come back in, ect. requires lots and lots of patience and persistence. Something I've learned as a teenager at a the farm on Hunt Club Road in Illinois, years ago. Link to post Share on other sites
miamiphillips Posted October 6, 2009 Author Report Share Posted October 6, 2009 Wow. Great story! Thanks for sharing that. I think a lot of folks miss the personality part of the horses - and what amazing capabilities they have to teach us and our kids! I've never had the pleasure of actually owning a horse of my own, but for years I took group lessons, and then private lessons. I cleaned stalls, painted fences and worked off the fees to pay for my lessons. Later I was hired as a groom and exercise girl, a job I would have done for free just for the experience of working with some great horses. The one lesson I have taken with my experience is patience and persistence. . My work now with small children requires much patience and persistence. Recently I was diagnosised with Breast Cancer, as was my mother. Although you may not consider patience and persistence a virtue to dealing with this disease, I can tell you first hand that it. Sitting through Chemotherapy for 3 hours, waiting for the side effects to wear off, going to therapy daily, waiting for the hair to come back in, ect. requires lots and lots of patience and persistence. Something I've learned as a teenager at a the farm on Hunt Club Road in Illinois, years ago. Link to post Share on other sites
miamiphillips Posted October 10, 2009 Author Report Share Posted October 10, 2009 Here was a posting for the contest on our blog at http://highcountrystables.com... Just two days left to get your story in! I have been a boarder at High Country Stables since Nov of 2006 and I can tell you now that I wouldn’t want to go anywhere else to board my horse Scout. The Phillips takes such good care of the horses and is the most loving family that you ever wanted to meet. Take Shelly Phillips for instance, she loves all the kids that ride at the barn and they love her back. She takes time to teach them how to take care of the horses and the responsibility that goes along with it. She is an excellent trainer and teaches you how to get the best out of you and your horse. When I first started taking lessons with Shelly, I had no confidence in myself or my horse. I was just plain scared to even get on Scout much less ride him. With Shelly patience and perseverance, both Scout and I grew both in confidence and trust and at our first horse show in May 2007, placed first in Equitation. Now how is that for someone who hadn’t shown in 14 years and was scared to death to ride her own horse. Scout and I have learned so much from Shelly and really look forward to taking our weekly Tuesday morning riding lesson with her. I learned that it is alright to make a mistake when riding as long as you keep trying and don’t give up on yourself or your horse. In fact, all the kids eagerly look forward to their lessons with Shelly and sometimes even come out to the barn just to spend time with the horses and her. Shelly & her family has worked with all sorts of kids in summer riding camps and all the kids keep wanting to come back and some don’t want to leave at the end of the day. That’s how much fun they have at the summer riding camps. Shelly is involved with the Paulding County saddle club and during the spring and summer; you can find her and her family at the Wildhorse Park in Power Springs, GA, with all of her students showing in any of the classes, from Beginning Jumping to Running Barrels. She has had students that have gone to the State Show in Perry, Ga. I could go on and on, why I love High Country Stables but all I know is, Shelly and her family are the most loving family and Scout has never had better care or treatment then what Shelly and her family has shown him. So if you looking to board your horse , or someone to train your horse, look no further than High Country Stables, where it is a fun place to horse around and your horse will get the best treatment ever. We will award a family of four free admission to the High Country Stables Fall Family Festival on Saturday Oct 17th for horse rides, games, cookout, live music and marshmallows around the fire - ($62 value) for some simple words... We are looking for the best horse story - (preferably about High Country Stables) - but we will let any horse story enter! This story should be optimistic and heart warming - how someone bonded with a horse, or a horse helped someone, or how someone grew up with a horse. Maybe how a trainer or teacher at a barn was a big influence or mentor in a life... Something like that.. Just reply to this thread and post it here (so everyone can read it!) and we will choose from here. We reserve the right to make the final decision but it might depend some on how many times the story is read. We are also running this contest on our blog at http://highcountrystables.com. We also will post all stories on our blog unless specifically requested not to do so... The winner will be announced here and on the blog on Tuesday October 12. All entries must be in by noon on that day! Good luck! (If you have any questions call me at 404 597 6000 or send an email to coachmiami@gmail.com) Link to post Share on other sites
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