We have come such a long way you and me.
It has been a long 2 years. What a long two years it has been!
When I first got you ; you looked sad. Of course I was sad too. I guess
A sad soul can recgonize a sad soul. You were standing in a corner stall
All alone and muddy. You were just a year old ... but you looked like you've lived enough. Your owner saved you from a kill pen in Navada. She picked you because she saw your potential. At the time I didn't see it. I couldn't even pet you, you reared and ran away from me. I kept trying, and finally you let me touch you. I was new to horses ; and you were new to humans. I needed a well trained older horse .... everyone agreed. BUT I rememered you. You were like me in so many ways. You were scared, un trusting and terrifed. Maybe you even wished you were dead. The only difference between is is that you were a horse and I was a drug addict.
There were many other horses Kidd, but my father bought you for me at 600$. I was way in over my head. It tooks hours for me to try and get a halter on you. Most of the time i'd got furusterated and quit. You did the same, you were having NO part of it. Untill one day... You just stood there and let me put a halter on you. No problems! I cried in joy and instead of going home and looking for cocaine ; I went home with a big smile on my face and talked horses with my dad all day because I was so exicted.
You took up so much of my time that I couldn't party so much anymore. I saw you everyday, without fail. Our bound grew strong. You followed me around everywhere, it made me so happy. I finally found a friend. You whinnied when you saw me ... i'd always run up to you and give you a hug. "Horse hug Kidd", whithout fail he'd wrap his neck around me.
But it wasn't easy for both of us. You had your moments and sometimes i'd slip up and do drugs or drink again. But nothing is easy, right boy?
I didn't have enough experience to break you, so we hired the local stable hand to train you. He rode you the first day. He galloped you the second week. You never bucked, reared. He said you were the best horse he'd ever broke, and I believe him. I rode you for the first time before last summer. I was sooo terrifed. You were good to me. I, being a new rider, made so many mistakes but you continued to forgive me. Thank you Kidd, no one else ever did.
You the the horse everyone said could never be ridden... now i'm riding you on roads in a semi busy country town. I'm loping you around the arena. Still no buck. Still no rear. You give me 100% all the time and I know sometimes I don't deserve it.
I'm the drug addict that everyone said couldn't quit... I was giving sexual favors for drugs and now i'm riding you Kidd! You ARE my drug, and you taught me trust... not every guy is bad... not every guy is going to hurt me the way /he/ did that dark night.
You saved my life baby boy...
I love you.
I love you a lot.
We will go somewhere.
We will win rodeo's...
Or hey maybe we'll jump?
The sky is the limit for you and me.
1st time with a saddle.