Hi, I’m Karots, the Welsh pony, and though I may be a bit older now, I still have a mischievous streak! As a lesson pony, I spend my days teaching children not just how to ride but how to stay alert and on their toes! My mornings start like anyone else's—with breakfast, but don’t dare give me food I don’t like, or I’ll simply refuse to eat! After my meal, I play with my pony pals—biting, kicking, and running around wildly—it’s our favorite way to bond!

Then, the real fun begins. I know when the children arrive, and I can’t wait to greet them. I like to test my new two-legged friends as soon as they put the halter on, by bolting out of the stall. Sometimes I run so fast I lift them right off their feet—what a ride! Of course, if they let go of the lead rope, it’s FREEDOM! I trot around like the star of my own parade, and the humans reward me with carrots and cookies for my stellar performance.

Once they catch me, it’s time for the next round of fun in the arena. I make sure their ride is exciting—no boring trotting in circles for me! I prefer zig-zag patterns, spontaneous canters, and inserting my head or leg through the fence, just to make them squeal. I’ve also mastered the art of picking up branches, just to see how long I can hold on while they try to pry them from my mouth!

Of course, after all that fun, I always end the day with good behavior. The children un-tack me, give me lots of scratches (the human version of chewing, I’ve learned), and most importantly, plenty of carrots. After all, carrots are a Karots’ favorite treat!

A Day in the Life of Karots the Welsh Pony

Karots, the Welsh pony, eating breakfast in a stable with other ponies in the background.

Hi, I’m Karots, the Welsh pony. My mornings start like anyone else's—with breakfast. But don’t dare give me food I don’t like, or I’ll simply refuse to eat! After my meal, I play with my pony pals. Biting, kicking, and running around wildly—it’s our favorite way to bond!

Morning Mischief

Karots bolting out of a stall with a child holding onto the lead rope, other children visible in the background.

Then, the real fun begins. I know when the children arrive, and I can’t wait to greet them. I like to test my new two-legged friends as soon as they put the halter on, by bolting out of the stall. Sometimes I run so fast I lift them right off their feet—what a ride! Of course, if they let go of the lead rope, it’s FREEDOM!

Greeting the Children

Karots in an arena with a branch in his mouth, children trying to get it from him.

Once they catch me, it’s time for the next round of fun in the arena. I make sure their ride is exciting—no boring trotting in circles for me! I prefer zig-zag patterns, spontaneous canters, and inserting my head or leg through the fence, just to make them squeal. I’ve also mastered the art of picking up branches. I love to see how long I can hold on while they try to pry them from my mouth!

Arena Antics

Karots being untacked by children, receiving scratches and carrots in a stable.

Of course, after all that fun, I always end the day with good behavior. The children un-tack me and give me lots of scratches. The human version of chewing, I’ve learned! Most importantly, they give me plenty of carrots. After all, carrots are a Karots’ favorite treat!