How fun for your little girl, miss elizabeth! I’m glad she was able to reason so easily.
Oh, man. If that’s the case, every parent whose 13-year-old kid does any babysitting better make sure to document all their kid’s income from that, or it’s off to the pokey for those filthy tax-evaders! :rolleyes:
My sister won a $500 gift card to a tack shop (which sells all kids of horse-relatd merchandise) last year, when she was 12. She wasn’t taxed for that either. She doesn’t have a horse, but she has collected Breyer horse figures and other horse-related stuff forever, as most girls do. It took her a couple of months to spend the whole thing there, but she had a blast.
Honestly, I don’t think much of the outfit either. I don’t exactly think there was anything wrong with the pony (it certainly didn’t have any obvious signs of illness, and it wasn’t mean while we were there), and since everything turned out okay, I have no cause to complain against them. I mean, I understand that having a “thing,” rather than just money, as the prize is more fun. But, the fair is in Memphis. It’s a city. What percentage of the people filling out tickets could have ever taken possession of an animal like that; 1 out of 50? Less? It does seem a little mean to hold up something like that to kids, knowing they can’t have it. I mean, it’s not a goldfish, it’s a freakin’ pony! They also seemed really surprised when we decided not to take it, which I though was odd. The guy holding it said something like, “Shoot, all you need is an acre or two, and one this little won’t take much feed!” And I was thinking, I have no acres, and I have no idea where to even buy feed. I don’t think they were actually bad people, but I think they maybe didn’t understand city life. I mean, they asked us if we already had a horse trailer. Uh, no. We don’t have a horse. We don’t even have a truck.
It was very surreal though. It’s hard to explain, but this has been almost all my daughter has talked about for the last week. She never doubted for a second that she would win; she wanted it so she would get it. I’m surprised at how well she took it, but she told me what she really wants is a pink pony, or maybe a unicorn, so she’s going to wait and get one of those. I want to tell her that won’t happen, but given my current track record she’s going to think I’m full of it anyway, so why bother?
Sorry that I seem to have been a “downer”. IANA Tax Lawyer, but you did suggest that finances were somewhat tight. I was only offering some advice (albeit unsolicited, unless you count the fact that you posted your situation on an open bulletin board).
Anyway, I did do a quick google search & $600 does seem to be the limit (although the form numbers referenced by otherp posters seems incorrect, but irrelevant).
miss elizabeth - Well, here in Nashville, you’d have a lot of people at the State Fair who might have horses or land for horses. When I was living in Nashville I had a horse at board, and the place I used to board Irish charged $150/mo for pasture board. Now I live in Rutherford Co. and have a horse and pony on my land. I can see some folks going for it. The big problem, IMHO, is that at you’d have so long before the colt could be trained, and longer after that when it would be green. Green horses and small children don’t mix well.
Its a 1099-MISC to report winnings. I’m almost darn sure, but if you found something different, I’d like to know what you found. 1099 is shorthand for the forms in the “other income” category.
Pony! laughs I remember telling my parents I wanted a horse for Christmas when I was about 7. Of course, I didn’t get one. (“Where will we keep it?” “In the garage - Daddy can park the car on the street!”) Glad everything worked out for the best.
StGermain, Peanut is so cute - he (she?) does look like a peanut, though!
tarragon918 - Mr. Peanut is a he. I keep telling him I’m going to get him a monocle and cane. I went to a local property auction, and they were selling household stuff as well, including three horses. I got Peanut for $75 and it cost me almost that much to get him trailered to my house. The folks that had him never took care of his feet, so he’s slowly coming back from some serious lameness. His sole job now is to be a companion for Irish .
When I was 7 I thought my parents were mean and unreasonable for not letting me have a pony. True, I lived in Brooklyn, but Alec from The Black Stallion kept a horse in Flushing and that’s in Queens. I’d been to Queens, and it was about the same as Brooklyn. Bunch of jerks! 7 year old me didn’t realize that The Black Stallion was written in 1942… and 1942 Flushing was still basically “the country” and nothing like it looks now (or in 1982).
What a beautiful horse. That photo looks like a painting, the way he’s standing there all serenely… drools over the pretty horsie And Peanut is cute as a button!
I always wanted a pony when I was growing up. I rode horses for about 5 years, and I was always telling my dad that even if we weren’t allowed to keep it at our house (we had the land, but we were within town limits), we could keep it with my grandparents’ house, and I would go and feed it and take care of it every day, and I’d pay the vet bills when I got a job. Thank Og my dad was smarter than my 7 year old self.
Your daughter will feed and ride the pony. She’ll want to do it again. Before you know it, you’ll be paying for weekly lessons. Then she’ll want to hang out at the barn and work for rides. Then she’ll want to half-lease one of the horses. Then she’ll want to buy one. It’s a slippery slope you’re stepping onto.
One plus: Horse-crazy girls tend to spend their teenage years being horse-crazy more than boy-crazy.
I am so enjoying the horse & pony pics! StGermain, good on you for taking Mr. Peanut (LOL I’m picturing him with the cane & monocle!); I hope he’s a good companion to Irish, who is quite handsome too. EddyTeddyFreddy, your horse is handsome as well and looks like he’s enjoying working with kids.
I went to a local property auction, and they were selling household stuff as well, including three horses. I got Peanut for $75 and it cost me almost that much to get him trailered to my house. The folks that had him never took care of his feet, so he’s slowly coming back from some serious lameness. His sole job now is to be a companion for 
