The Legend of Three Horse Supply

Folks around these parts say it started with one stubborn cowboy, two friends he could count on, and three horses he couldn’t.

Now this cowboy wasn’t flashy. He wasn’t rich. But he was the kind of man who always had what you needed in his tack room, even if it meant partin’ with the last roll of vet wrap or the only brush that ever worked on a mule’s backside.

He named his outfit after the only three horses he ever trusted — “Smoke,” “Whiskey,” and “WhateverThatThingWas.” One ran like the wind. One kicked like a cannon. And one mostly stood around lookin’ confused. But they all got him home, and that’s what mattered.

So when it came time to name the supply company, he didn’t name it after himself. He named it after the ones who carried him — literally. Because good horses, like good gear, earn their name in the dust, not the spotlight.

And that’s what we aim to do here at Three Horse Supply. No storefront. No smoke and mirrors. Just barn-ready gear, priced right, shipped fast, and built for the long haul.

“If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin’… and check your cinch.” – Will Rogers (probably)