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[teresa8oats]

Username:
teresa8oats
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Show Name:
Midnights Irish Charm
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Barn Name:
Iris
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Age:
13
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Gender:
Mare
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Breed:
Shire
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Height:
18.3hh
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Story:
Born and Raised in Ireland, this little lassie was a champion weight puller. She could pull anything form trucks out of ditches to trees left in the road from the storm that had come about the night before. She loved going to the county fairs and would win every pulling contest with her partner, who was almost identical to her dispite her smaller size, Rosie. When her well loved owner died Rosie was sold to a family with 12 children for farm work, and they did not want a horse as big as Iris.
Somehow Iris ended up being shipped to America for heavy horse breeding stock, with a lot of other big horses.
Her pedigree and past where all lost, and after having two foals she was sold again.
Iris went to a goat farm and the people their thought she had been trained to be ridden. Of course this was awkward to have a human just onto your back! She threw that old man off into the air like a rocket, and he landed on the ground hard and brock two places in his leg. She became a pasture buddy with some goats for the next few months, all the while the broken-legged owner tried to find her a home. His daughter tried to teach her slowly by putting a saddle on her back, and eventually decided that she was just to big and to old for her to train when Iris kept on freaking out when she tightened the girth.

That was when I come into the story. Driving down that road to get some special horse medication at a the only feed store that had in in stock around the place, I saw her in the pasture and thought to myself, "I wish I could own such a beautiful horse!"
All at once I saw a huge sighn that said, 'FOR SALE; Black Shire Mare' I immediately pulled over and went in to talk to the man. He explained to me that he did not want to cheat and told be about her not being able to be ridden, and about how she had caused his broken leg. He actually had no clue what she could do and what she had done in her life before him.
I bought her for a cheap price and asked the man for her information on who he had bought her from.
The next few weeks while she was settling in at Cottonwood Ranch I really got involved into where she had some from. After about three weeks of calling around I ended up with the information that she had been an amazing pulling horse, I also got her pedigree. It was a lot of work and research, but it was worth it~

I look at her now, out in the sunset, her black coat shining like a ravens feather, and I smile.
"And to think, I am as Lucky as an Irish Man!"

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[obsolete dream]

That's kind of late, but okay.

[teresa8oats]

That's kind of late, but okay.

Yes I know I was hoping that was not an issue....

[obsolete dream]

It's not. Sorry 'bout that.=)

[teresa8oats]

when do you think you will judge? NO hurry~

[teresa8oats]

Ok, now a hurry... judge please or keep for yourself...

[obsolete dream]

I'mbusy she's yours.

[teresa8oats]

could you add me??