We also had a ¼ Shetland pony named Silverbell. She was bigger than Smokey by a ways. She was the most barn soured horse (meaning on every ride she would fight to go back to the barn no matter where you wanted to go) you could imagine. Sometimes she would get her head and just run as fast as she could for the barn. We children didn’t have the strength to turn her around and would always end up at the barn after a very short ride.