Name : spencer
Age : around 8
I walked up to the barn and Lisa greeted me , this was unusual cause she was never at the barn for my lessons . Do you want to try western she asks , sure I said. When I walked into the barn Dana my instructor told me I was going to ride Spencer and that I was the first student ever to ride him . I felt so special I could not help but smile . I led the gorgeous dark bay out of his stall. He was my puppy dog . Lisa had rescued this horse . Dana left and went into the tack room and grabbed a western saddle. I never led or rode this horse before , I was scared because I was the first student to ride it . I thought that he would buck me. I groomed him. He let out a rolling neigh . I giggled loudly . Dana put the saddle on . I led him down to the arena . When we got there , I mounted up . He just instantly bonded with me . Perfect transitions it was paradise . I then remembered watching this horse get a dentist check and his coat was so light and a light bay but now it was dark which was also what made me love him . I was so delighted and could not wait to ride him again . I felt that I could do anything with him . A week later I came up to ride and Dana said I woulld alternate disciplines western and english the week before . Secret was on the cross ties . Dana asked my mom to step out of the with her . After my lesson I was walking to the car with my mom. She said honey , spencer got kicked in the head and he died . Tears came to my eyes and my life has never been the same . Some days I go up to his brother and just hug him and try not to cry . They do not look the same but they were brothers and 'neighbors'
I only have one piicture of him so here you go