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| Mah Haretta Pat Westmore up Photo taken by Susan Medenica |
6-01-1986 to 3-26-2008
Mahrouf x Fa Haretta
Mah Haretta was born on the Babson Farms in Illinois. The following
picture of Haretta, Mah Haretta's grand dam, is courtesy of Frances Poe.
| Haretta photo curtousy of Frences Poe |
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Mah
Haretta moved to Maine where she had 4 get: Ruala Fa Serletta 1990 Bay mare, Ruala Mahrissa 1991 Dark Bay mare, Ruala Sermahria
1992 Bay mare all by Serhabbas, and Ali Aamah 1993 Grey Gelding by Ansata Ali Abbas.
She then moved to Indiana
and since she did not have any get there, they sold her to me in Wisconsin. I broke her to ride in Western and Dressage and
she was my riding buddy. She was great to ride bareback.
Mah Haretta was a great interior designer:
She took a door out of the run-in shed so that she could see the horses next door and she kicked the front of the shed off
the foundation in order to make the front opening wider!!
Mah Haretta was a great mom to Ali. She taught him
to be tough!!!!
Story of the Herd when boarding:
When I was boarding and had just the three horses,
the people I boarded with decided to put my already in tact herd directly into their herd.
They thought that because
Ali was little he would not be a threat to their herd boss. Well, Mah Haretta, Ali Aamah, and Sierra Ibn Blacky marched down
to meet the herd boss with Mah Haretta making faces that would drop a warrior in their tracks, and Blacky running circles
around Mah Haretta and Ali, I presume to protect them and maybe illustrate that they were a herd.
Ali Aamah marched
straight to the herd boss and took him down
with my then 89-year-old mother cheering him on.
I can still
hear my mother yelling, "GET HIM ALI!!"
Needless to say we were kicked out.
Moral of the
story:
Never put an intact herd in with another herd.
Moral 2:
Don't underestimate
the power of a small horse with great breeding!!
Mah
Haretta was a friend.
| Mah Haretta and Sierra Penn-B Winter - Jan. 2006 |
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Mah
Haretta was adventurous:
The herd (Mah Haretta, Ali Aamah, Sierra Ibn Blacky, and Sierra Penn-B) was out grazing
on the lawn one day when I jokingly said, "do you want to go for a walk?" Well, they took off down the block long
driveway, turned right to the dead end of the road and did a few circles around my neighbors' house (right after a fresh
rain) and tore up his lawn a little. Then they came back running right past me down the road, across the railroad tracks,
past the creek, and cut through my neighbors' yard 1/2 mile away, heading for the highway. I don't know why, but
I am grateful, that they turned around and headed away from the highway, finding an old farm with lots of fresh grass. I
finally caught up with them there with one halter and lead in my hand. Which horse do I halter?? The answer was obvious,
Mah Haretta. She was the boss mare, Ali would not leave his mom, and the others would follow. I haltered Mah Haretta easily
and lead the others the 2 miles (by then) home, passed the creek and across the railroad tracks. As soon as I had the horses
at the driveway a train came roaring by!! That was close.
| Mah Haretta Winter - Jan. 2006 |
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God
be with you while you run in our heavenly herd.
Love,
Pat & Dwight
Ali, Blacky, and KRH Shahmar
Maxmilian, Brita, Bear, Madeline
The cats, & birds
