It was the purchase of Sonny that truly evolved my equine world.  What started as dislike for one another turned to utter dependence.  More for me than Sonny.  He became my rock, my best friend and my worst enemy at times during my teenage years.  I worked hard with him and started his training on the ground.  I worked slowly earning his trust.  His trust came complete and loyal.  Sonny kept things sane.  He let me cry and scream, laugh and smile from deep inside.  I looked after him and we taught each other.  I became more confident and had more self-esteem.  He became the same.  Eventually our names were spoken as one.  It was always Jen and Sonny.  Sonny and Jen.  Sonny and I are not prejudice when it comes to competing in equine events. We do it all. Barrels, poles, jumping, dressage, drill , driving and cow poking. No Fear. Just before it’s our turn to compete in an event you can find Sonny asleep standing with me perched on his back waiting patiently. Most wonder if we’ll post any competition at all. Sonny doesn't need any urging to enter the ring. I ask him to go and promise to lead him safely. We always do pretty o.k. Sometimes we win Sometimes we win big. We always have fun.

We teach lessons; Sonny carries the rider and I coach. We are a team.

My name is Jennifer Christine Paluck. I should have been born a horse. My best friend is Sonny Solid Sides.  I am most comfortable with horses. My business is called Horse Works.