Scurry Driving










A day out to see the kids old pony doing his new job. Scurry racing. When I bought him years ago (literally madam was teeny weeny) he was unbroken. I backed him and for 3 plus years he was a little riding pony. He lunged with kids on and with my day dreams in mind I long lined him a fair bit as part of the over all process. For various reasons – predominately the kids disinterest in riding – we sold him 6 months ago. He has gone into harness and in front of a cart like a little pro. Seriously this pony is the bomb. Cutest. Pony. Ever.

The biggest shoutout in this post goes to the wonderful lady who now owns Q though. She took him and put a cart on him, taught him the ropes and has got him out and about. Given him a job and purpose (and paddock friend) and he’s so very happy. She is a true gem.

And the very best bit. The kid still rides whenever the fancy takes her and we get great days out. He’s great fun to drive too … I fear a new hobby is looming on the horizon


  1. mirari says:

    this reminded me of a gerda muller’s book called pivoine, i don’t know if it exists in english, it’s about a boy selling a donkey, quite sad but happy at the same time because he could watch him everytime he would like to.

  2. sally says:

    He is very cute, and you have now got the ‘Scurry with the fringe on top’ song going round my head – thanks for that!

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December 13, 2015 Homelife