Wow, I just read that headline and had to laugh ...
I'm missing my Sunny today ... too much snow ... when it occurs to me who the horses in my life have been ...
There was my first horse, the one that was truly all mine ... I was 12 and my parents bought me my very own horse ... my dad built a big stall in the unused garage and set up a nice pasture in our backyard. She was a silly looking appaloosa, only six years old ... and I loved her to death!!!
She came with a western saddle, a pair of western boots (for me, I'm not kidding) and I was IN LOVE!
I caved into the peer pressure of all my friends and somehow miraculously we trained her to be a little english hunter girl, because none of my friends "rode western" ... (cue a gentler version of mean girls here!)
But when all was said and done, our main mode of riding was bareback with just a halter and lead rope ... lazy summer days playing in the hay fields ... riding, munching grass, and just basically being best friends ...
And her name ... Snowflake!!!
I guess I really love snow after all!!!
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