It’s been a long journey to Arabian horse ownership for me as you can see by my longness of tooth in the picture above. That’s my love, Flame aka NH Fyrecracker with me in said picture. Here’s a picture of his full sister, Spirits Fyrestorm aka Honey Boo who became mine a few years later.
Many years ago in a modest apartment in San Mateo, California a skinny, blonde (natural at the time), introverted little girl kept a box of sugar cubes hidden under her clothes in a dresser drawer just in case a horse might happen by the apartment complex. Said sugar cubes had been pilfered from the pantry at the girl’s church. She didn’t make a regular habit of stealing, but of course had to be prepared for any chance encounter with a random horse. As far as the girl knew, she had been born loving horses and couldn’t remember a time when she didn’t love them.
A kind elementary school librarian noticed that the girl frequently checked out horse related books, both fiction and non fiction, so the observant librarian introduced the girl to the Black Stallion series of books. Upon discovery of the beautiful Black, there was no turning back…the girl was forever smitten with the breed.
P.S. All that being said about Arabians, I love horses of all breeds, and animals in general. I have several rescues of my own and I try to help as many others as I can through donations and my writing.
Dreaming of Arabians 