What the fuck was this shit? She's named Seabiscuit after local slang for a sea shell? COME ON. She's named after one of the most famous racehorses in America -- and the name of Laura Hildebrand's bestselling book about said racehorse.
There is no story here. Just happy, happy, happy -- wait, here's a hurricane -- never mind, happy, happy. She swims with dolphins, for Chrissakes. The back of the book states that Seabiscuit "learns that freedom requires personal responsibility." That must've been a blurb for another book, since no such thing happens here.
The artist supposedly has been a competitive rider most of her life and breeds Paints. However, she has no idea what Banks ponies look like. She makes them look like mini Arabians. Oh, good LAWD they are not. And they do not come in grey. They're mostly shades of chestnut, with the occassional dun or bay. And she draws a black lined circle on Seabiscuit's head for her star. That's exactly how ponies with stars DON'T LOOK LIKE. Has this idiot really seen a horse or pony EVER?
The artist is so bad that ANOTHER artist was called in to do special mosaic-like borders around the illustrations.
I love horses and ponies, but this was shit. It's a good thing Banks ponies can't read, because if they read this, they'd be really pissed off.
Lily & I frequently go up to the Outer Banks, just the two of us with a blanket, a camera, and picnic basket, to see the wild horses. What a gorgeous, personal book.