I only read the first two Peabodys and stopped there while the love was strong. I would read a dozen more Vicki's, though. And her Jacqueline books are fun, too.

There is a new Vicki Bliss! The Laughter of Dead Kings. However, I stopped reading it halfway because I didn't like Vicki. I don't know if she's always been like this, but her disdain for other people's passions became very annoying. She's far more self-absorbed than Amelia Peabody, even though both series are done in first person (with other POVs having appeared in the later Amelia books).

King of the Wind! Still a favorite

I always loved Born to Trot.

I think it's interesting that the book within a book about Hambletonian was later published on it's own.

Peter Lundy was my favorite. Wanted: Tall, skinny, wiry fellows... orphans preferred.

Laga, I just finished rereading Peter Lundy last night! Verdict, many years later: some of the Native American dialect is pretty dodgy and cringe-inducing, but by and large it still holds up (and Marguerite Henry has much more technical grace and artistry as a writer than I'd remembered), and oh how I someday want to look down a long dusty road and see a wee Irishman walking toward me surrounded by a flock of goats and ponies and dogs and cats and chickens, with a burro foal on a pack on his back.

The illustrations were quite fine, but they still made me miss Wesley Dennis.

Now I need to re-read Born To Trot, and also Stormy, Misty's Foal and Brighty of the Grand Canyon. I can't even begin to add up how many times I read and re-read those books as a kid.

I never watch anyone out of sight since reading Peter Lundy.

Come to think of it, any time I see a paint horse, I'm looking for a bonnet and shield.

Stormy, Misty's Foal

I just found my copies of both Misty and Stormy. They are hard back with the dust covers still intact. They were a gift from my parents for Christmas circa 1965-ish, along with a hard back copy of The World of Pooh. All three now reside in the bookshelf in our bedroom, waiting for me to have time to read them. I adored those books. I remember checking Peter Lundy out of the library probably 20 times.

Was Peter Lundy a different title for Santo Domingo, the Medicine Hat Stallion or was it a completely different book with similar characters?

I read the Misty books, but the only one I owned was Sea Star: Orphan of Chincoteague.