Everyone who owns a horse has a story of how, where, and when their first best friend came into their life. My story started six years ago.

Growing up in the metropolitan Detroit area of Michigan, I was familiar with a very different kind of horsepower. Every year, a pony was at the top of my Christmas list, and it seemed that a pony was just too big to fit in Santa’s sleigh. After many years of persistence, on my 13th birthday, my parents finally got me the next-best thing, riding lessons.

This fueled my love, and that was when I knew I would pursue a career with horses.