Jun 04, 2005 23:51
So about this time of night, 18 years ago, a little brown and white foal tried it's best to get up on his long and wobbly legs, only to fall down into the bog close by where he was born. Lucky enough my parents arrived to rescue him from an early death.
I'll never forget the image of my father sitting by my bed, asking if I wanted to go with him down to the horses. We had waited for weeks for this day to come and I remember us driving the short way down and there, seing my dream come true. My own horse, to be the horse of my dreams.
Now he's old enough to being allowed to vote, if he was human. He's now a distinguished gentleman and I've shared my entire adult life with him.
Happy Birthday, my best friend in the world!