One of mine is the day that I finally managed to get a blue ribbon at a show. Or to put it truthfully, my horse won me the ribbon. Drummer and I went into a Western Pleasure class and came out in first. Now here's the awesome thing, Drummer was 23 years old, had only been started in western not even a year before, was up against a class of stock horses, and managed to kick butt. I was so happy, and even happier because Drummer beat the stock horses with a level headset (not the eating grass looking one). That was a really good day.