Last fortnight I asked some Melbourne’s Pony Party friends about their own memories of growing up with horses. We’ve got some more to share this week.
We asked some friends of Melbourne’s Pony Parties about their own memories of friendly steeds growing up. This is what they shared.
Our hard-hitting doggie reporter Ruby shares stories from right on the scene at parties, on the farm and beyond.
Peanuts was our cheeky little white Shetland Pony that we got in 1993. He died last year. This is a poem Janet wrote for him.