Here is my first horse, Virginia Belle. She was the most lovely, easygoing, placid mare. She was barely a horse instead of a pony. The cutoff is 14 hands 2″. A hand is 4.” Virginia Belle just barely made 14 2 so she was a horse, not a pony.
he was my second and last horse. A very beautiful thoroughbred. I felt so good riding him but I couldn’t take care of him on my own and we donated him to the school.
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He was a racehorse. He only ran one race, but he won it. Im crying now because I see his beautiful face and I understand how I hurt him.
I used not to be able to see peoples eyes. The mole thing. I couldn’t see my horse’s face and what an intelligent and beautiful creature he was. I’m so sad.
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