Goodbye Pinto

Gene Autry, perhaps the most famous of the singing cowboys, sang a song in the 1938 movie The Man From Music Mountain called Goodbye Pinto. It’s about a cowboy saying goodbye to his beloved fallen paint horse. The fallen horse Mikki mentioned in the previous post was a paint named Nipper. It seems appropriate to dedicate Gene’s song to the Millers, who lost their much loved horse. I wish I could play the song here but below are the lyrics. If you’re interested in the song, it’s available on a rare import cd of Gene Autry’s music appropriately titled “Goodbye Pinto” (the cd contains 21 tracks total). Unless you’re lucky enough to pick it up in a used cd shop, here’s a link to the only other place I’ve seen it for sale in the U.S. – Venerable Music (no affiliation).
Goodbye Pinto lyrics
Tis the end of our journey
Goodbye pinto
We’ll meet in the sweet by and by
I’ll be lonesome without you
Goodbye pinto
While you’re grazing new pastures in the sky
You’ll have a new range boss there
You’ll be loping on a golden prairie
And oh how I’ll miss you
Goodbye pinto
Till we meet again to ride the range on high
You’ll have a diamond studded bridle
And a silver mounted saddle with a ruby horn
There’ll be acres full of clover
With water holes all over
Are sure as you’re born
And oh how I’ll miss you
Goodbye pinto
Till we meet again to ride the range on high

I’m not sure I’d want to take that long of a trip but I can appreciate the desire to get away from the world and live without deadlines and much responsibility. I’m sure she discovered a lot about herself and America along the way. I’ve bookmarked her site so I’m ready in case she decides to do it again.
Well, not completely different, because here I am offering another excuse for neglecting Our First Horse. Here’s the thing: I mentioned a few posts ago that in November I was going to
A friend of ours called us the other day to relay a story that happened on her street a few days ago. A local girl was out riding her horse on this small country road not far from here. She put a blanket on the horse and went for a ride using a lead rope as reigns. I bet you can guess this didn’t end well. Her horse spooked, dumping her onto the paved road where she was found some time later, bleeding from her ears. Her horse was standing nearby. She was airlifted to a hospital an hour away and is recovering. But it could have been far worse. I don’t have the statistics on head injuries handy but most of the serious injuries I hear of involve head trauma. Yet on trail rides and at events, I rarely see anyone wearing a helmet. Why is that?
I was making my way through the October 2007 issue of Horse and Rider magazine this week when I came across what I thought was a great premise for an article. It’s called “Barn Names” and it discusses something near and dear to my heart – the names we actually call our horses on a regular basis. For those of you newer to horses than I am, the official or fancy name (as I call it) given to a horse is typically derived using a combination of the names of the mama (dam) and daddy (sire) horse. So if Mitsy’s Goober and Trackside Smooch decided it was time to have a baby horse, the foal could quite possibly be referred to as Goober Smooch, Goober’s Smooch or Smooche’s Goober. That’s actually a cool name but usually it’s something like “YR All Dun Playin”, a real life example given in the article. I can’t imagine many people go around calling their horse by their fancy name (“here YR All Dun Playin. Who’se a good YR All Dun Playin?”). That’s why most of us have come up with cutesy, easy to say barn names like…well…Moonshine and Valentine.
We’ve been toying with the idea of getting another horse. We have two now and our barn is setup with three completed stalls. Here’s our reasoning: we could use a practice horse, one that’s well broken (bulletproof, as they say). Our horses are awesome but they need work. Sometimes one of us just wants to go for a ride. A third horse would let us do that. Also, once we whip our horses into shape for trail riding, what’s the kid going to do? We can’t just leave him home. He needs a horse to ride, too. And speaking of the kid, he’s a little afraid of our two horses. They’re young and energetic. He’s heard of my fall on Moonshine and Mikki’s wild ride on Valentine. If we had an old, broken horse for him to ride maybe it would increase his confidence. Plus, we’d love for him to have the experience of owning a horse as a kid. Not many kids get to do that. I know I wasn’t able to but I would have loved it.

