I had something similar happen to a friend of mine after she purchased a Mercy colt for her nursery school - vets in her area were commenting how nice his legs were and that he had no joint/hoof problems. Apparently they saw a "lot" of dwarf horses in their practice.
Education of the public is key - one of our dwarf horses, Connie, has gone with Mercy on service visits and her condition is noted along with the complications that can happen with dwarf horses but she does not feel she is challenged - she socializes very well with her nursing home residents and she knows she is beautiful.
Our other dwarf Bodie is cute, too... his latest stunt is terrorizing my big horse Finisterre when I ride (not these days thanks to more knee surgery). You can see the grass wave but you can't see him and he jumps out... if he could say "Boo" I am sure he would do it! Finnie jumps out of her skin at first but then she seems to say, "Oh, it is only YOU!" Bodie runs along the fence line when Finnie and I trot and canter by... he tosses his head and prances... being the big "bad" boy he thinks he is! I never would have known how fast he could run with his malformed joints but he can haul *** when he wants to!
The fastest I ever saw him move was this summer. I had left everyone out for the evening as it was very hot. Of course it started to thunder around midnight and I ran outside to get everyone in. I ran smack into a dirt pile (they were redoing our leach fields in the backyard). OK, covered in mud, I tried to find my garden clogs which were buried in the dirt pile... I ran back to the house and got a flashlight. The rain started and was coming down hard. The mud was ankle deep but I retrieved my clogs and headed to the barn.
The lightning was intense... for the first time in my life I saw "beaded" lightning - looks like a string of pearls and it crawled across the sky. I got everyone in but Bodie was hiding in his pen. I went to grab him and he ran past me, out of the pen. In the lightning flashes, I saw him running like a bat out of heck to get to the barn. It was very funny to watch - but I must have been a funnier sight coated in mud, though! Since I live on a hill that sustains lightning strikes periodically, I was moving pretty fast myself. The next AM my imprint of my body was in that dirt pile - from my nose down. Friends still give me a "ration" about this!
Denise
Silversong Farm