My first horse ...
Posted in my horses by Romualdo
During the next days I fare counting on some of the horses I had in the year ± os ... each has a particular history ... and each one taught me ± Ã ³ do or fail ³ a mark on my life ...
My first Christmas was barely two months of age ... and under the Christmas tree in my grandfather's house, got my first horse toy ... This was followed by others, until my four or five year ± os, receives  my first real horse! ... was a white Shetland pony and we named Macaroni ...
In the à © Little as we moved from Guaynabo habÃamos ... and Macaroni transcurrÃa his life between Naranjito farm and my grandfather's house in Guaynabo ... At that time (mid-60) was not urbanized as Guaynabo now ... and my grandfather tena a small ± a small cage in the backyard ... Also © n remember when we were led him to the farm in Naranjito, my grandfather took out the seats of € and â € œRamblerâ Macaroni was mounted on the part of atra s ...
Macaroni was a pony â € œpolifacà © tico € the same pruning mounted, pruning pull a â € œquitrÃnâ € ... and my grandfather only walk about in the tar throughout the urbanization where à © l alive ... Also © n, when bean a birthday ± os, Macaroni ³ n was the attraction of the festival and all my friends wanted to take a little walk ...
But Macaroni Not only was my first horse ... but he went to the first horse that I caa! ... Sorry, but no one can be called â € œcaballistaâ € if you have never Caada or have taken a kick from a horse ...
On the finca tenÃamos a riding school next to the stables ... we called we were â € œredondelâ € ... and maà ± ana me saddled with Macaroni to give him a little walk ... but he put the chair, not tight ³ the belt as who spent enough ... ³ handle the inevitable: the chair and I turned visit © ³ canvas for the first time ...
To tell ... the balance was to lose two teeth at the front ... and How They still were baby teeth, I mellaâ € ™ or for a long time ... but this comes with the territory ... and although not coga afraid of horses, learn that if one is not the Aper, at least to verify that everything is © Properly ...
I do not remember that year ± and he died Macaroni ... not died at my grandfather's house or on the farm ... is that as caused so much feeling in the birthday ± os, one day it borrowed from my grandfather ... and as one who pedagogical Muà ± oz was Luis Marín, my grandfather said that SA ... That afternoon, after © s to do your homework and walk to all that habÃan Nià ± os gone to the party ... they put a bucket full of food to the front ... and Macaroni ³ ate it completely ... that I handle my second great lesson, the horses can give Lico comfortable ... and if not treated quickly, can be fatal ...
Well, this is the story of my first horse ... a couple of years ± os more s later, my cousin gave him a pony which he calls ³ Graces (in honor of the dwarf Graces de la Vega that room television n) and Macaroni chytrid inherited the ...
