I really only have one horsey friend, and that's Debbie. When we first got into horses when I was 10, they were leasing the pasture next to our's. We instantly became friends with her and her family(I was mostly friends with her daughter.) Something happened, don't know what, and we lost touch for a few years.
Fast forward to when I was 16. We were shopping at Wal-Mart and we ran into Debbie for the first time in years. After the whole "OMG HOW ARE YOU"'s were over, she invited us to her daughter's birthday/graduation party that weekend. Long story short, I went and like to never came back LOL. Both her and her daughter are my best friends, like family. So much so, they call me their adopted daughter and we get confused to be related in public all the time.
The most notable thing I appreciated from Debbie that she's done for me is deal with me the night of Henny's accident. It was the night before Thanksgiving and I had already tried calling her a million times because I didn't want to leave Henny. Her phone is tricky so she didn't answer, so we drove down to her house(which is just a couple blocks away) and I couldn't even say "Something's wrong with Henny" without breaking into hysterics. We all loaded up and went down there immediately. She called the vet for me as I couldn't even say anything about him without crying and left a voicemail as it was after hours. Fast forward to midnight when he was finally free to take him in and we loaded Henny up by moonlight. He is such a saint. He could hardly walk or see straight and he loaded up in that trailer for me. My dad and Debbie wouldn't let me ride in the trailer with him because of my bum knee, so Caitlin(her daughter) and I rode in the bed of the truck in almost freezing temps to make sure he didn't fall. We were at the clinic until 3-4 in the morning and by that time we were all zombies. I spent the night at her house that night and cried with her in her bed the next morning when the vet let me know Henny was doing better. Both Debbie and Caitlin kept me from going insane/falling apart during that time. Thanksgiving was actually a great success. My and her family all cooked our butts off and had a great dinner.
Now, since our truck is out of commission, Debbie helps me out by hauling Henny to the vet with me at least once a month. I show my appreciation each time by paying for gas, then buying lunch/dinner for the both of us. She's helped me out a lot the past 4-5 years and I can never thank her or Caitlin enough for helping me with Henny. We all hang out almost every weekend, been that way for the past 4-5 years, and I'm so glad I can count on them. :)
Dang, I wrote a freaking book. COOKIES TO WHO READ IT ALL(cause I wouldn't have).