Böcker av Annette Almquist

Looking through the eyes of a colt born crippled in a herd of wild horses, children can learn valuable life lessons, while the colt learns them too. Stumble did not understand what he felt was his mother's over-protection until it saved his life during a very frightening time. Through the eyes of others, he learned to see that there was much more to him than his disability. I can never remember a time I did not love horses. My mother told me, "We really had to watch you when you were little; you would have gone with anyone who promised you a horse." One of Daddy's cousins was a rancher named Mel. Of all his cousins, Mel was my favorite, because he had cattle and horses. I married a Colorado cowboy, and we had a small horse ranch. Having those horses up close and personal only made me love them more. They are beautiful on the outside, and on the inside, they are loving, loyal, and smart. They communicate very well when one takes the time to understand. My son, Coleman Walker, and daughter, Twyla Collins, are amazing trainers and riding instructors. I dedicate this story to them.

Looking through the eyes of a colt born crippled in a herd of wild horses, children can learn valuable life lessons, while the colt learns them too. Stumble did not understand what he felt was his mother's over-protection until it saved his life during a very frightening time. Through the eyes of others, he learned to see that there was much more to him than his disability. I can never remember a time I did not love horses. My mother told me, "We really had to watch you when you were little; you would have gone with anyone who promised you a horse." One of Daddy's cousins was a rancher named Mel. Of all his cousins, Mel was my favorite, because he had cattle and horses. I married a Colorado cowboy, and we had a small horse ranch. Having those horses up close and personal only made me love them more. They are beautiful on the outside, and on the inside, they are loving, loyal, and smart. They communicate very well when one takes the time to understand. My son, Coleman Walker, and daughter, Twyla Collins, are amazing trainers and riding instructors. I dedicate this story to them.