Well i'm one of the luckies. My mom know how much my horse means to me. She encourages me to lose weight and do good in school so I can go ride. One day I was checking my horse and found a big bump under his chest. I started crying and my moms like it's nothing don't worry about it your dad will take care of him. He did. My mom supports me 110% I've had the horse almost fall on me and she still lets me ride. She gets scared sometime but she is my number one fan! My step dad was raise around horses all his life. He rode 362 acres everyday. He helped me learn to ride. (Well not exactly he threw me on the horse and told me I can do it) But he helped me learn to barrel race and take care of my horse train them and he'll help me brake one of our horses. I work for what I get. I help my step dad at work sometimes and they'll leave me a list to do and i'll do it. I do buy some stuff. But if its anything like food or any medication they get it.
Trouble rides a fast horse.....(Shrug)..... I ride a faster one.
I'm your HuckleBerry- Doc Holliday, Tombstone.