Collected some nice fillies and mares, researched out the wazoo, found a nice boy or two. All A&R all with nice looks and great bloodlines, raised the fillies to see what they would become, in hopes they would mature into beautiful horses like their dams and sires, had a lovely starter herd, only bred for a foal or two a year, knew I put a fortune into them and I knew I would never even break even, knew I would have bills and heartbreaks to go with the happiness of foaling. What I never realized is that. For every great home. Excellent owner and wonderful sale there are freaks that are 100 fold over the good experiences. Well you can't fix stupid, I got tired of trying, it wears you down.
My aim was high, produce nice well balanced minis, do it right, vaccinations, dental, hoof care, handling, love able and socialized, I have seen a nice horses go to crap because the way they were kept, overcrowded, poorly maintained, forced to share close quarters, it happens to low grade minis as well as high end, well pedigreed ones. Even well manored horses change their dispositions over time.
After several deaths in the family, I decided I was through with it. I just realized I did not have enough time to change the world, crazy horse people will always be out there, so will the good homes, but they are much farther and fewer in between.