I went out to the barn to feed our 4 horses tonight. My gelding walked in first, and this guy has NEVER greeted anyone in the 2 years I've owned him, you rarely even hear him make a sound. He greeted me the exact same way Braveheart use to. It nearly broke my heart, but it made me feel like Braveheart is still here, waiting for his pile of hay.
Never forgot the horse that taught you to be fearless (Braveheart RIP) the horse that taught you to stay strong no matter how bumpy the road is (Caesar) and the horse that always had to test gravity by throwing you in the air (Cali)