"I want one", she said.
Two years later they have six with one on the way.
They moved to their ranch with their two riding horses, a paint mare for him and a quarter horse gelding for her.
On a trail ride with several female riders, she learned about the Peruvian Paso.
During competition the Peruvian is judged by a rider holding a full glass of red wine, spilling not a drop. She rode a Peruvian at a speed of 18 miles per hour while sitting perfectly still in the saddle. No more aching knees. No more uncomfortable sport's bras.
Just ride the glide, as Peruvian owners say.
"There are less than 10,000 Peruvians in the U.S. so this would be a great investment", she told him.
They found a little Buckskin mare by the name of 'Sierra'. It was love at first sight. She crawled upon that little mare's back and rode off, singing happily. He purchased the horse on her birthday.
A few weeks later, Sierra settled in and began telling them about her history. She spun, pivoted, kicked, bucked and did just about every bad thing a horse can think of to get negative attention. She researched her history, learning she had been badly abused and had once been sent to an auction to be sold to the killer bidder (dog food).
She put her into a paddock by herself, working with her daily. Months later, she had convinced this little mare that nothing bad would ever happen to her at Burnt Biscuit Ranch.
The bad behaviors were replaced with nuzzles and nickers.
Unfortunately, she also learned that Sierra had almost killed one of her prior owners, bucking her off. He would not allow her to ride Sierra but she has kept her promise to that little mare. This little mare will always be safe at Burnt Biscuit Ranch.
On her next birthday, they found a beautiful sorrel Peruvian mare with an impressive registry.
They also purchased a Palamino colt that came from a magnificent blood line. When they went to Dallas to pick him up, they also brought home a Palamino filly.
Thus the decision was affirmed - they were in the horse breeding business.
Afterall, they had 21 stalls to fill!
Remember those two riding horses they started with? No time to ride now!

Eighteen months later, there have been many changes including that addition to the house.
Initially the sounds of nature were interrupted by banging hammers, buzzing saws and loud music coming from the worker's portable radios. Ninety days and a few jangled nerves later, they had another 650 square feet to call home on the range.
Their daughter, Autumn, came to help with the move of things and animals. On advice of the stable hands where they kept their horses, they were told to keep them in their new stalls in their new barn for at least three days. What they didn't tell them: they had already been stalled at the stables for four days due to inclement weather.
Their horses are young but set in their ways. Day two of being surrounded by four new walls with sights and sounds they had yet to experience and bursting with pent-up energy, her gelding, Bullet, made the great escape as their daughter went into his stall that morning. He made the leap for freedom, flattening her against the stall wall. She recovered to run for the main gate to prevent his exploring the entire county.
Around and around he went, exploring his new world at a full gallop. On one of his trips through the barn, he was met by Autumn who had attached the cross ties to prevent him from going on through. They stared at each other, his nostrils flaring as were hers - both with determination. Autumn won. Bullet turned into his stall. She made the decision both horses could spend the rest of their adjustment period in the pasture. They did without further incident and there they remain.
However, there have been many changes to the world of horses and people since that day. She add them on, as time permits, over the next few weeks. Her goal is to continue writing their experiences as they occur which, out here at Burnt Biscuit Ranch, is almost daily.