Jingles was the kind of horse that every kid that wants a horse dreames of having. He had a sweet, kind nature and loved people. I was a little afraid to ride him at first but he and my father soon tought me that I could trust him. He knew how to lay down, sit up, count, kiss, say yes and no and was a super driving horse. The best part about it

was that I did not need anyone to saddle him up for me because I would just ask him to lay down, get on bare back and go riding.


He was my transportation, when ever I wanted to go to a friends house he took me there. For many years my friends and I rode in every Memorial Day, 4th of July, and Labor Day parades we could find. It was great fun.


Through the years he kept me busy, taught me rasponsibility and kept me out of trouble while I was growing up. I met my first boy friend at a parade and we dated on horse back for a couple of years.