Ry­erss Farm horses celebrate Fam­ily Fun Day

Ry­erss Farm For Aged Equines event fea­tures Min­now the Paint­ing Pony, pony rides, clown, games, hay rides & crafts

The Community Connection - - LOCAL NEWS - By Carol Quain­tance For Berks-Mont News­pa­pers AS TOLD BY ROSIE AND CODY, TWO MINIA­TURE HORSES WHO LIVE ON THE FARM.

The horses, ponies, minia­ture horses and a lone don­key along with barn cats, and field mice have all been in a state of gid­di­ness on Ry­erss Farm ever since Amer­i­can Pharaoh raced into the history books win­ning the cov­eted Triple Crown on Satur­day, June 6, 2015, at New York’s Bel­mont Stakes.

Not since 1978 has Amer­ica had a Triple Crown Win­ner. Horse rac­ing is once again cap­tur­ing the imag­i­na­tion of the com­mon peo­ple.

Eleven years ago Smarty Jones, the home­town dandy, had won the Ken­tucky Derby and the Preak­ness only to dash all hopes of the Crown af­ter los­ing the fi­nal leg at the Preak­ness.

“A su­per­horse that fine thor­ough­bred,” Ruby could be over­heard say­ing to oth­ers as she strut­ted her show horse stuff around the mead­ows. Af­ter all I am the only know liv­ing daugh­ter of Fer­di­nand 1986 Ken­tucky Derby win­ner, Ry­erss Roy­alty now,” she re­minded ev­ery­one.

“Satur­day June 13th was Fam­ily Fun Day at Ry­erss Farm from noon to 4pm. The hu­mans came out in record num­bers to romp and play and de­light in all things horsey,” gig­gled Rosie the minia­ture horse.

“It is a re­ally spe­cial time for us. Ev­ery year in the be­gin­ning of sum­mer the fam­i­lies come from all over to see us, pet us, feed us treats of crunchy car­rots and ap­ples and this place gets spruced up and we get groomed so nice and can’t wait to see them,” added her side kick Cody another minia­ture horse.

“Oh, wasn’t it just won­der­ful the way the kids all came run­ning up the lane. Their eyes as big as saucers when they saw the moon bounce and then it was just so star­tling to them when there stood Min­now the Paint­ing Pony with her paint­brush in her mouth stand­ing in front of the easel with her paints, “said Rosie.

Min­now the “Paint­ing Pony” of Ch­ester County gave demon­stra­tions of his artis­tic tal­ents through­out the day.

“Min­now is 21 years old. He was born wild on As­sateague Is­land, Md. and made the an­nual Chin­coteague Pony Swim when he was a foal. He’s been paint­ing since 2007 and has sold art­work all over the world and per­formed at fairs, ex­pos, na­tional events and has even ap­peared on An­i­mal Planet,” said Gail Mor­ris one of Ry­erss Board of Man­agers.

“Look at that!” shouted a lit­tle girl as “Ammo” the Dachshund another fea­tured an­i­mal started en­ter­tain­ing the hu­mans with his tricks.

Omen, Ry­erss other minia­ture horse, was stand­ing over near the barn. Omen came from a cir­cus and is still on a diet due to a thy­roid con­di­tion. Not many car­rots and ap­ples for him. The kids were com­ing to play with him and he was think­ing he would love to spend more time with Rosie. He could see her over there giv­ing him sweet glances.

Her friends Cody and Mr. Cof­fee keep a watch­ful eye, guard­ing her care­fully. Rosie and Cody came to Ry­erss to­gether along with their best buddy, Mr. Cof­fee (a full sized horse). They share a stall be­cause they have al­ways lived close to­gether and Mr. Cof­fee has a stall right next to them.

One night while it was dark, Rosie had broke out of her stall and was found, in the morn­ing, hap­pily vis­it­ing Omen in his stall! She is ob­vi­ously a gal look­ing for a lit­tle ad­ven­ture! They are a pop­u­lar three­some at Ry­erss Farm!

How Omen wished he wasn’t on that diet and could roam more freely like his friends. But he loved it so much more here than the cir­cus.

Look­ing around the kids could be seen wait­ing their turn for a pony ride and talk­ing to the clown, Mar­garet Shan­non, Rosie knew for sure it was her, just all dressed up and play­ing with the hu­mans.

There were games, hay rides and crafts.

Cody started to won­der if Amer­i­can Pharaoh might even come to visit. “Not to­day Cody, not to­day,” he could hear Ruby say at night when the stars would start to twin­kle. “Maybe to­mor­row.”

That night the an­i­mals were all so very tired as they got tucked into their stalls. All those fam­i­lies had come just to see them, and to pet them, and the an­i­mals would stomp their feet and whinny for at­ten­tion and boy oh boy did they get it. It was a won­der­ful place to live with 80 re­tired horses and oth­ers where peo­ple from all over came to sup­port them. They were all win­ners.

Good night folks. Come again. Bring treats, please.

Mr. Cof­fee

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