I do not consider myself “a breeder.” Most likely because 1) I don’t have the bank account for it and 2) some days it just feels like a different form of gambling, and I don’t gamble. But then maybe I do?
For me there’s always the big question: who do you breed? The mare with the nice pedigree and great conformation or the gritty little mare who carried me 100 miles through the mountains of California for a Tevis Cup completion.
I have dabbled with breeding now and again and I’m sure so many can relate to my story. I have always wanted a pretty golden palomino. After looking around at a number of different
