Excalibur Incognito
(EB Super Mac x Future Dreams)
(EB Super Mac x Future Dreams)
Dakota is trained to ride and would have been
my dressage horse until I could no longer ride.
He is a great trail horse and was also in training
for parade duty to replace Lance as my parade
mount so he has been well de-spooked. Even
as a stallion I could ride him with a halter and
rope bareback. Born 1994
my dressage horse until I could no longer ride.
He is a great trail horse and was also in training
for parade duty to replace Lance as my parade
mount so he has been well de-spooked. Even
as a stallion I could ride him with a halter and
rope bareback. Born 1994
Excalibur Incognito is better known around here as Dakota. His mother was one of the
sweetest, kindest mares I have ever had the pleasure to be around. Unfortunately her son
Dakota is a prankster of the worst kind. He has a warped sense of humor and can be extremely
jealous. Yes this is a horse and luckily there is only one of him.
Dakota's first prank happened when he was born. He was supposed to be a black and white
pinto like his sister, however the joke was on me and he was a chestnut pinto. The circle on
his rump around his tail is the bulls eye I use to deliver swift reminders that I run the show
here. (Joke) Occasionally, Dakota thinks he is in charge. While Dakota was still a stallion he
managed to win a few championships including a national title. Sadly, he only produced two
pintos out of 10 foals so we gelded him. Boy did I have the last laugh when he woke up from
that dream. As a stallion we entered Halloween Costume classes and did very well. Dakota's
sense of humor lent well to various odd costume ideas. He is easy to train for tricks.
When we still had several horses including 3 or 4 stallions living together in the same pasture,
Dakota was given a stall ball to help occupy his active mind. This ball soon became the bane
of the younger horses existence because Dakota was known to chase them with the ball in his
mouth until he could throw it at them. Dead eye Dak we called him then.
Once when a new farrier was trimming horses, I went into the pen that held Dakota and Desi
(Lance's son) with the intention of bringing Dakota out next. He tossed his head and decided to
be difficult, so I took Desi instead. From the moment the gate shut in his face Dakota stomped
over to the water tank that was 1/4 full, dumped out the remaining water, kicked the tank for
good measure before stomping into the shed with just his butt showing. Now cut to
embarrassed owner trying to explain to startled farrier that Dakota is simply throwing a temper
tantrum and you will get a view of life on my side of the fence.
sweetest, kindest mares I have ever had the pleasure to be around. Unfortunately her son
Dakota is a prankster of the worst kind. He has a warped sense of humor and can be extremely
jealous. Yes this is a horse and luckily there is only one of him.
Dakota's first prank happened when he was born. He was supposed to be a black and white
pinto like his sister, however the joke was on me and he was a chestnut pinto. The circle on
his rump around his tail is the bulls eye I use to deliver swift reminders that I run the show
here. (Joke) Occasionally, Dakota thinks he is in charge. While Dakota was still a stallion he
managed to win a few championships including a national title. Sadly, he only produced two
pintos out of 10 foals so we gelded him. Boy did I have the last laugh when he woke up from
that dream. As a stallion we entered Halloween Costume classes and did very well. Dakota's
sense of humor lent well to various odd costume ideas. He is easy to train for tricks.
When we still had several horses including 3 or 4 stallions living together in the same pasture,
Dakota was given a stall ball to help occupy his active mind. This ball soon became the bane
of the younger horses existence because Dakota was known to chase them with the ball in his
mouth until he could throw it at them. Dead eye Dak we called him then.
Once when a new farrier was trimming horses, I went into the pen that held Dakota and Desi
(Lance's son) with the intention of bringing Dakota out next. He tossed his head and decided to
be difficult, so I took Desi instead. From the moment the gate shut in his face Dakota stomped
over to the water tank that was 1/4 full, dumped out the remaining water, kicked the tank for
good measure before stomping into the shed with just his butt showing. Now cut to
embarrassed owner trying to explain to startled farrier that Dakota is simply throwing a temper
tantrum and you will get a view of life on my side of the fence.
Dakota and I as beggers at one show
asking for alms. He was covered from
head to toe with ragged sheets. We
managed to spook several horses and the
judge almost passed out from laughing too
hard. The best part of the story was when
I first started fitting Dakota for the
costume and a younger stallion Jet,
actually sat on his corner feed bucket with
his rump high in the air, eyes bulging from
their sockets, front feet on top of back feet
saying "it ate Dakota."
asking for alms. He was covered from
head to toe with ragged sheets. We
managed to spook several horses and the
judge almost passed out from laughing too
hard. The best part of the story was when
I first started fitting Dakota for the
costume and a younger stallion Jet,
actually sat on his corner feed bucket with
his rump high in the air, eyes bulging from
their sockets, front feet on top of back feet
saying "it ate Dakota."
Dakota as Frances the Talking Mule in a costume class on left. On right, Dakota's big joke
before a show, he rolled the night before under a mulberry tree. Note the purple blotches on
his coat. I threatened to make those blotches look like real bruises, but as ususal he
ignored the threat.
before a show, he rolled the night before under a mulberry tree. Note the purple blotches on
his coat. I threatened to make those blotches look like real bruises, but as ususal he
ignored the threat.
Here is Dakota as a baby Even then he stood
out in a crowd. It didn't matter if they were
pure Arabians or other Pinto Arabians. The kid
made his presence known.
out in a crowd. It didn't matter if they were
pure Arabians or other Pinto Arabians. The kid
made his presence known.
