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12 hands high and born around 1970, perhaps before. I bought him to save him from being ridden by a lady who was far too heavy for him. We don't know a lot about his history
but he had been around a few riding schools before that. He was a grumpy little pony for a start and would take a bite of anyone while
having his tack put on or being mounted up. Convinced that this stemmed from being
roughly treated in the past, everyone was especially careful to be nice to him - no matter
what he did, everyone was gentle with Cookie. Eventually he began to trust people again
and after some time he was always gentle in return. He retired in 1995. In his early days
here, some of the children used to sing a song to the tune of, 'Messing About on the River'. They made up their own words about the horses (and about me when they thought I couldn't hear) and every verse ended, 'And always be gentle
with Cookie'. Those children, adults now, will all be sad to hear of his death.
Animals in my life
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