Join Date: May 2011
Location: In your closet.
Well, when I first rescued my Arab he was broken spirited, and skinny, and ugly and yet somehow, through all of that he shone through to me
as the most georgous horse I had ever seen. He is my first horse, and a life long dream and since he has gotten healthier he has turned out to have
quite the spirit. I have always wanted a horse and when I rescued him, it was if my whole world changed, another door opened in my life.
I share my life with him, I cant imagine my life without him. He always lets me use his shoulder to lean on, when Im sad, when I happy, when
I am depressed, it doesnt matter, he is always their for me. He always lest me use his back as a resting place, always his mane as a place to cry into,
always his tail to play with, always his beauty to admire (: But the thing that amazes me the most is that even though he was abused, starved, neglected
and ignored, Somehow, he STILL put his trust into me. He still trusted humans, even though they treated him horidly. And put his whole trust into me.
Hes my life, my love, and he deserves more than I can give him <3
E v e r y horse is good for something. You dont throw a whole life away just cause he's banged up a little...