The Ponies Stories

Lough Melvin Match. AKA, Freddie. (The Hippo)
Freddie is a registered connemara gelding and was born and bred in Ireland. H went through the Clifden Connemara Pony sales as either a weanling or a yearling, I’m not sure which. He’s hunted about 4 full seasons both over there and here, before I bought him. That has made it much harder to get his head back down to earth but we’re getting there, slowly. On the ground, he’s anyones horse. He has the kindest, most gentle nature you could ask for, and his favourite thing is rubbing the insides of his ears. He dislikes being ridden bareback (something we have yet to try again as he just throws me off… cheers Fred), and point blank refuses to go within 3 feet of parked cars out hacking. (Don’t even get me started on the manhole covers…)

He is a whole hand bigger than he should be, at 15.2hh he towers over a lot of Connemara ponies. The clue is in the name Fred, PONIES.

He’s a good lad really, will go in the field with anything and is never any trouble to be caught, but he does have his opinions and you can’t ever sway them. Like for example, if he’s done one or two nights staying out in the field he believes that is quite enough and will plant his feet in his stable and nothing you can say or do will move that horse. I think I’ve made him soft… Freddie is the most talkative horse i’ve ever met, with his language ranging from a rhinoceros sounding blow through the nose to a (really rather pathetic) squeak when he’s excited.