This is my old man Joe. He was a rescue way back in 1988. I went with a friend who was looking for a horse for her Dad. We found this poor little bag of bones and rain scall in a paddock just wishing that some one would look after him. It is a great shame that we did not take photo's of him until I bought him off her Dad. This little horse was a bag of bones the like of which I do not wish to see again. He was wearing a hessian sheet that was stuck to him with scabs and required soaking off .Well as you can see under all those scabs and long coat was a real good looking horse.

These days his claim to fame is that of a house pet. He has been seen tho in parades at shows (only as a spectator) and just carrying a select few people about the suburbs. He is a wonderful old boy, we put first time riders on him and he looks after them as if they were the most precious things on the earth, then gives a good account of himself for those who can ride. Some days if he's in the mood he will give a better than good ride to some. He has a wonderful sense of humour and to this end will pinch the pliers or my hat when I'm fiddling about in the paddock. The dogs are in awe of him and he does like dog food so they have to be careful he doesn't take it from them.