tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152821032321828999.post2015217963742036474..comments2024-03-29T06:34:39.916-07:00Comments on Cowboy Kisses: Cricket Raised Me by Rhonda FrankhouserGiniRifkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09808573690725909979noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152821032321828999.post-48457394411071370642019-04-11T17:32:06.655-07:002019-04-11T17:32:06.655-07:00That’s a great story. Thanks for sharing. That’s a great story. Thanks for sharing. Rhonda Frankhouser Bookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01105660276298245544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152821032321828999.post-91127447468292165752019-04-11T09:41:41.201-07:002019-04-11T09:41:41.201-07:00Whistle was a BIG 16+ hand foundation bred AQHA So...Whistle was a BIG 16+ hand foundation bred AQHA Sorrel gelding that I got on right out of the trailer - now this horse had never seen a hog and the sight of each other scared both of them - he reared up and dropped me on the ground so fast - I laughed and got right back on this guy was my buddy and listened to every secret and every word that I read to him - the whole black stallion series!! I could ride with no equipment and boy did we have fun - He followed me every where - when I would get my feelings hurt or just want to hide out he understood and would not let anyone near me - I LOVED that horse until the day he died (Sept '92)in the pasture behind my house - he had cataracts and was blind, but my pony BlackJack never led him astray or let him hit any obstacle!T Fordicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11930283735877558021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152821032321828999.post-15796830824185661062019-04-10T19:12:35.175-07:002019-04-10T19:12:35.175-07:00Your story is just as good, Lori. Horses are life....Your story is just as good, Lori. Horses are life. Thank you for sharing. 🤗Rhonda Frankhouser Bookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01105660276298245544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152821032321828999.post-21637367338050065632019-04-10T13:26:46.158-07:002019-04-10T13:26:46.158-07:00I love this so much! Cricket sounds like the perfe...I love this so much! Cricket sounds like the perfect best friend a girl could have. I grew up in town, but longed for a horse of my own. I did the next best thing - I approached the owner of a riding stable and told her I'd work for lessons. Essentially, I worked my rear off raking the barn, cleaning saddles, painting fences, whacking weeds (no weed-eater - I used a scythe) so I could ride for one hour a week. While there, Dingo took me under his wing. He was a flea-bitten gray with the sweetest personality. He taught me to ride, and was a great listener. Thanks so much for sharing your story!Lori L. Robinetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14025234317334385994noreply@blogger.com