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Just George
Seneca Valley Pony Club Horse Trails
1987 (I’ll save you the math. 32 years ago. I was 24.)
Photo by Deborah Rubin
George took everything I threw at him.
Eventing? Whatever.
Hunters? Whatever.
Side-saddle? Whatever.
Foxhunting? Whatever.
Bridleless & bareback? Whatever.
Fancy dress side-saddle with imported double bridle? Whatever.
George had the light-footed grace of a carthorse and the effervescent joie de vivre of a phlegmatic tank. We didn’t win or excel at any of these activities. We just did them. Whatever they were.
We did win a 3′ hunter class at a local show. I think the judge was startled that George got around the course. A lot of folks couldn’t see the point to George. His owner and I adored him.
More George
[Saddle Seat Sidesaddle photo]
[26 Years photo]
Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott
Virtual Brush Box 
What a treasure of photos! Both this post and the two others you linked. Thank you!
Seems like forever and at the same time, just yesterday.
Cute pictures!
I remember George! He was a fine fellow.
Adorable photo of both of you, and George sounds like he was a pretty perfect partner!
“Seems like forever and at the same time, just yesterday.” Truth.