This is an old photo that I have scanned. My mare, Gypsy, and her last foal. She died at the ripe old age of 35. Not a big horse, approx. 13 h so only a pony but could walk like a steam train. Other horses would have to trot to keep up with her. She had a mind of her own and would do anything not to be caught but one cornered would stand. Her only vice was food. A bit like her owner, only had to smell food to put on padding. As she got older it took longer for her to clean off as the weather warmed as evident in this image. She was such a funny sight.
I have such fond memories of this old lady!!