Is it deer-hunting season Again?????
For a horse that *everyone*
told me to not try & ride, there wasn't a thing Snip wouldn't do for me.......well,
except know how to ride this "new greenhorn" into the arena's corner once in a
My camera-bug - always his
Snip & I learned new worlds together. For the first time in 8 years, he saw things outside his pastures when we rode; and took them all in with the curiousity of a newborn child. From him, I learned to ride; and learned the strength of an animal's love that was so very much bigger than me.
Worlock & Snip today
And today, 4+ yrs. later, nothing has changed. Snip's big eyes look deep into mine with an intelligence I have yet to know in another horse. His coat, always soft like velvet; and his ways just the same. He takes on new challenges like he's been doing them all his life. He's stood gardian to young Gem, standing over him & teaching him like a father with a firm, gentle hand would. He's a rock of Gibralter.......my rock of Gibralter. (Thank you Gary)