ABOUT BROOKRIDGE MORGANS
Brookridge Morgans began as a
childhood dream of mine. Like many young girls, I collected model
horses; one of my first was the Breyer black Morgan, which my grandmother gave me. Involvement
in the model horse hobby eventually led to the real thing- first
with a friend's Morgans, and later with the purchase of my Morgan
mare Reminiscing in 1984.
The Brookridge ideal is the Morgan of classic "old type". This curvy,
full-bodied, pretty headed, unmistakably Morgan
horse is reflected in my
equine sculpture. I appreciate the older Morgan bloodlines of all families.
My training philosophy uses positive
reinforcement, which results in horses with incredibly willing and
cheerful attitudes. The Brookridge Morgans live outside, as
barefoot and in the company of
I am deeply involved with colorful Morgans and enjoy
researching and writing about bloodlines related to the various colors
present in our breed. My articles have appeared in The Morgan Horse
magazine, Simply Morgan,
Classic Morgan Admirers, the Rainbow Morgan Horse Association
Newsletter, Just About Horses, and many other equine publications over the years.
Many of my articles for The Morgan Horse magazine can be found here
(scroll down to the bottom). I maintain two educational websites about color in the Morgan breed: Morgan Colors and
Morgans Project. I've enjoyed editing the
Rainbow Morgan Horse
Association newsletter since 1996, and have also served as editor of the Georgia Morgan Horse Club newsletter. My
other passion is
creating eye-catching equine advertising and website design.
My husband Jim built much of our farm himself, including our lovely
barn. Our extended family includes
the new owners of
horses we've owned and/or bred,
as well as our canine companions
Nellie, and Sophie.
Sit back and relax as you explore our website. I love to take pictures, so there is a lot to
Even better, come see our Morgans in person.
We welcome your visit, and so will the horses. Give us a call or
email today! -Laura Behning
May 10, 2014- The Morgans have been getting extra attention and my neighbor Elizabeth Allen has been gaining confidence.
She has been comfortable haltering, leading, and grooming in the cross ties or in the stall, and has
learned to move the horses where she wants them with just a touch. So though she didn't know it when she arrived today,
it was time to progress :-) Normally I use Pat for the introductions to riding and for lessons but he is recovering
(hopefully) from EPM/neurological injury, so Rosie -Avondale Sweet Rosie (Darkhawk of Hideaway x Avondale Berne's Hope),
age 20, was our lovely teacher today. We actually progressed much further than I thought we would today with Elizabeth working a little
off the lungeline on her own- and she worked up the courage to pick up Rosie's hooves today- YAY ELIZABETH!!
March 15, 2014- My neighbor Elizabeth Allen has been visiting with the horses regularly. She has felt a real bond with Pat.
Elizabeth has some caution around horses. As a child she had a traumatic experience with a horse who grabbed her by the throat, and by the
grace of God and a turtleneck sweater she survived. She loves horses but was understandably timid around them. Pat and Rosie have become Elizabeth's "therapy horses" to help her get over her fear.
Both are very quiet, friendly and reassuring- typical Morgans.
Both also desperately needed grooming as they are actively shedding, so Elizabeth was put to work. Here she is with Pat.
February 2014- A few weeks after everyone recovered from the respiratory virus that swept the herd in January, resulting in the loss of our sweet Mimi mare,
Pat came in from turnout with a decided tilt of his hindquarters to the left, leaning heavily on his left hind, which twisted oddly as he weighted it. The vet wasn't sure if it was from some sort of trauma (there was not a mark on him, bur he could have fallen and not necessarily
scraped or cut himself, as the ground was wet from lots of rain) or EPM, but advised going ahead and treating for EPM. A
month of Marquis, one of the main meds
for treating EPM, runs just under $800. Credit card to the rescue! We also started Pat on a steroid to reduce inflammation. In 48 hours he was markedly improved, but backslid once
weaned off the steroids a few weeks later.
Another round of Marquis was suggested, but I dreaded putting another
large expense on our credit card. On Facebook many people had asked
if they could help, so I mentioned (despite my
initial reluctance) I would be grateful for any donations. WOW! I was
overwhelmed by the response! Pat has so many friends who
have known and ridden him him through the years- he has a fan club :-)
THANK YOU, everyone! I even had a little left over to have a chiropratic/acupuncturist
vet come and treat Pat. Also, two weeks of a different EPM med was generously donated by Melanie Sherwin Brown-
who I did not even know at the time, but who had offered the med up on a Facebook
group to anyone who might need it. Linda York saw the posting and
told me about it (yup, it's the power of friends!). Melanie's
donated meds followed the Marquis, and I actually saw much more
response to it than anything else we'd used. I have some progress
pictures of Pat at the bottom of his web page, if you'd like to
follow it. I continue to hope that I may ride him again, someday.
Pat gets turned out alone now for his own safety. Here he is hanging out with the neighbor's goats for company.
My tribute to my beautiful mare Willy Remember Me, who we lost in January
2014 due to pneumonia, and her dam Reminiscing, who
has been gone 5 years now. This appeared in
the May 2014 issue of THE MORGAN HORSE magazine. It was a gift from
the Rainbow Morgan Horse Association Board as a thank you for the
many years of ad, newsletter and Directory work I have done for the
club. This very kind gesture is much appreciated and is something that I will remember forever.
MANY tears were shed while doing this layout. The poem really got me. It is not readable in this reduced size jpg file, so here it is:
If you bury him in this spot,
the secret of which you must already have,
he will come to you when you call,
come to you over the far, dim pastures of death.
And though you ride other living horses through life,
they shall not shy at him,
nor resent his coming.
For he is yours, and he belongs there.
People may scoff at you,
who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall,
who hear no nicker pitched too fine for insensitive ears.
People who may never really love a horse.
Smile at them then,
for you shall know something that is hidden from them
and which is well worth the knowing
The only place to bury a horse is in the heart of his master.
May 29, 2013
Jim and Laura Behning
75 Glass Spring Rd.
Covington, GA 30014
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