All About Champ
Affectionately known as, "The Big Red Moo" his favorite thing to do (as his nickname suggests) is eat. He is 16.2 hands high and weighs about 1,200 lbs. Champ is a Tennessee Walking Horse, but we think he might have a Clydesdale hiding somewhere in his family tree. If you ask him, he will tell you that he has a person named Cassandra and he got her for a birthday (or something like that, anyway :o)
Champs second favorite thing to do is play with the water hose. He loves to get a bath (it's a bit like washing a wiggly truck), and we have to keep an eye on him at bath time because if we're not careful he'll steal the hose for a drink. We don't do it very often, but when we do he has a mighty good time!
Since Shadow got his very own lens, Champ didn't want to be left out. Hope you like it, we let him choose the pictures :o)
Champ having himself a nice roll in the dirt :o)
A Quick History LessonDid you know the Walking Horse breed was created by accident? Bred to fill a need for transportation both under saddle and in harness, the Walking Horse was a combination of American Saddlebred (for style), Morgan (strength), Standardbred (endurance) and Thoroughbred (speed). Because they were used extensively for plantation supervision, the nickname "Plantation Horse" was born.
The foundation stallion for the Tennessee Walking Horse was named Allan F-1. He was considered a failure as a trotter and changed owners again and again until he was purchased by a man named James Brantley in 1903 at the age of 17. In the hands of a proper trainer, Allan exceeded Brantley's expectations and the resulting crosses between Allan and Brantley's mares produced outstanding sons. A registry for the Tennessee Walking Horse was established in 1935, listing Allan F-1 as the foundation sire.
Ode To A Horse
My daughter had to write a ballad for an English assignment several years ago. She opted to write it about Champ, and considering she was a middle schooler at the time (and deaf to boot) I thought it turned out pretty darn well so I'm sharing it here.
For those of you wondering how on earth a deaf person can rhyme, the answer is simple. They can, for the most part, simply match up words with the same spelling like "barn" and "darn" (I did have to tell her that "horses" and "courses" rhymed though, since they are spelled differently :o)
Who says teenagers are too old for afternoon naps?
Places Champ likes to visit
- THE UNWANTED HORSE COALITION
The mission of the Unwanted Horse Coalition is to reduce the number of unwanted horses and to improve their welfare through education and the efforts of organizations committed to the health, safety, and responsible care and disposition of these hors
- JEFFERS VET SUPPLY (they sell worm paste :o)
Discount horse supplies: Jeffers Equine can supply all of your horse care needs. Best prices on equine products, tack, vaccines and medicines...
- NATIONAL WALKING HORSE ASSOCIATION
The NWHA is an alliance of people committed to preserving and fostering the natural abilities and welfare of the Walking Horse...
- EPIC FARMS
Welcome to Epic Farms ~ a small non-profit striving to share the big picture. We are an approved 501c3 organization and registered with Guidestar.org Our mission is simple: To create and maintain a family-friendly environment that will promote equine
Our favorite Champ anecdote
We do things a bit strangely around here; like have worm paste parties in the pasture (and yep, I wrote a lens about it). Champ always lumbers up to the fence wearing a ridiculously hopeful expression the minute he sees us coming with a bag that could, maybe, possibly contain worm paste. He gets his dosage first (yummy), and then is allowed to lick the ends of everyone else's tubes - sort of an uber disgusting version of a kid licking the beaters when mom makes a cake...BLECH!
Anyway after giving Champ his dose, my husband was keeping him distracted by playing with the empty tubes while our daughter and I quickly finished worming everyone else. Suddenly I heard a shout, followed by a number of repentable words. I turn around and there's my husband with his arm in Champ's mouth, practically up to the elbow, bellowing "Give that back... Dang it...Give it...Hey-Hey-HEY!" Apparently DH got a little too relaxed in his grip on the empty tube and Champ slurped it right up - Ack! My husband was, thankfully, able to retrieve both the tube and his arm (Whew! :o)
Who knew a horse could do such an awesome impersonation of a camel? - I'm thinking his person inspired it....
WOO that feels good!