I'll bite.
When I was young, my parents drug us around to a Paint or Pinto horse show every weekend. I was raised on the back of a horse! Here is a shot of an advertisement my parents ran when I was a kid. Silly, the mare I am riding/showing, I got when she was under a year, and she is buried in a pasture now, at the age of 29. We had to put her down because she broke her femur, and now call the pasture Silly's pasture.
When Silly got older (and suffered from laminitis), I showed Dunnie. I won miss PB&E Princess (Pinto Breeders and Exhibitors).
While in high school, I rode a few bulls (high school rodeo, so smaller bulls) and LOVED to bull dog off of Silly. I could flip a steer quicker than most! I did that for a few years, on into college.
Later in life, I showed Gymkhana, something special to CA. It is a day full of speed events, from barrel racing to pole bending to flags. Over life, I put on weight (at which I later lost over 100 pounds). This is me on a daughter of Silly, and she is still out in our pasture, along with two of her Paint daughters.
The last year we lived in CA, I won reserve champion in my division in gymkhana. I was pretty proud. Our speed really improved once I lost the weight!!!
Now, I just watch. I ride every now and then, but the kids do more riding. Both my girls like to rope, and go to the church arena on Mondays to practice. The oldest is trying to learn to heel. We still have 4 horses, and getting one back from CA that my niece used for a year (A Playgun granddaughter). Our mares are all in their late teens, but the Playgun granddaughter is just 7 so good age for the daughter going to college to start on.
Thanks for bringing me back down memory lane!