Je to druh : North Star a je to náš najkrajší čierny krásavec a každému počaruje na prvý pohľad veď pozrite ! :) No ? Však je to nádhera ^^
P.S - niekedy vám ukážem aj naše ostatné zvieratká ;) samozrejme aj tie su najkrajšie na svete :D :*
A na fotkách je s ním moja sestrička SIMONKA :)
O pôvode :
Furioso a Nonius
sú vyšľachtené v žrebčíne Mezohegyesi.
Plemeno furioso bolo vytvorené po dovoze dvoch anglických koní.Volali sa Furioso a North Star - plemeno sa často označuje ako furioso-north star.
Oboch žrebcov pripúšťali ku kobylám nonius. Ich zakladateľským žrebcom bol Nonius Senior, ktorý pochádzal z anglického polokrvného žrebca a normanskej kobyly. North Star bol otcom mnohých dobrých klusákov, podobne, ako jeho slávny starý otec Waxy, víťaz Derby roku 1793. Spočiatku obe línie, north star i furioso šľachtili oddelene. Roku 1885 ich skrížili a línia furioso sa potom stal prevládajúcou.
Jób 39: 19-24
Ty to azda dávaš silu koňovi, šiju jeho hrivou priodievaš ty? Dávaš, aby skákal sťaby kobylka? Jak je hrozne hrdé jeho erdžanie! Dupká po rovine, mocne vzpína sa, a potom sa proti zbraniam vyrúti. Chichoce sa strachu, desu nepozná, pred taseným mečom neustúpi on. Len tak na ňom tulec zvučne hrkoce, kopija sa blýska, oštep takisto. Bujný, nepokojný, sťaby hltal zem, zadržať sa nedá, keď roh zazneje. Keď poľnica zvrieskne, "Hihi!" zarehce a bitku zďaleka už on zavetrí, hromovanie vodcov, pokrik vojnový.
"A horse is a thing of beauty...none will tire of looking at him." Xenophon c.370 BC
ENGLISH:
I would like to introduce you our horse Hector the most beautiful in the world :P He is our black beauty and everybody must fall in love with him , basically Hector is magical ! :) Just look ! Can you see ? it´s amazing ^^
King James version
"Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?
Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? The glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword. The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield. He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet. He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting."
Internat. version
Do you give the horse his might? Do you clothe his neck with a mane? Do you make him leap like the locust? His majestic snorting is terrifying. He paws in the valley and exults in his strength; he goes out to meet the weapons. He laughs at fear and is not dismayed; he does not turn back from the sword. Upon him rattle the quiver, the flashing spear, and the javelin. With fierceness and rage he swallows the ground; he cannot stand still at the sound of the trumpet.
Ty to azda dávaš silu koňovi, šiju jeho hrivou priodievaš ty? Dávaš, aby skákal sťaby kobylka? Jak je hrozne hrdé jeho erdžanie! Dupká po rovine, mocne vzpína sa, a potom sa proti zbraniam vyrúti. Chichoce sa strachu, desu nepozná, pred taseným mečom neustúpi on. Len tak na ňom tulec zvučne hrkoce, kopija sa blýska, oštep takisto. Bujný, nepokojný, sťaby hltal zem, zadržať sa nedá, keď roh zazneje. Keď poľnica zvrieskne, "Hihi!" zarehce a bitku zďaleka už on zavetrí, hromovanie vodcov, pokrik vojnový.
"A horse is a thing of beauty...none will tire of looking at him." Xenophon c.370 BC
ENGLISH:
I would like to introduce you our horse Hector the most beautiful in the world :P He is our black beauty and everybody must fall in love with him , basically Hector is magical ! :) Just look ! Can you see ? it´s amazing ^^
King James version
"Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?
Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? The glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword. The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield. He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet. He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting."
Internat. version
Do you give the horse his might? Do you clothe his neck with a mane? Do you make him leap like the locust? His majestic snorting is terrifying. He paws in the valley and exults in his strength; he goes out to meet the weapons. He laughs at fear and is not dismayed; he does not turn back from the sword. Upon him rattle the quiver, the flashing spear, and the javelin. With fierceness and rage he swallows the ground; he cannot stand still at the sound of the trumpet.
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