||One year old|
||Paint cross Appaloosa|
||Montreal, Quebec, Canada|
is my baby, Spirit. On June 4th he turned one year old. He is
chestnut with three white socks and is starting to get tiny white spots on
his neck. My mother says if he gets white spots she is going to die
(she doesn't like horses with spots). But I think she'll live!
Our relationship started on September 20, three days before my 13th
birthday. I was cleaning up as usual, and I noticed that Spirit had
something under his belly. I didn't know it, but it was a hernia. I went
to check it and he kicked me. I promised myself to never go near that
horse again. Two hours later, I was being distracted by a friend while
my mom was putting a bow around spirit to give him to me as a birthday present.
It was funny but since then I have been taking care of Spirit nonstop,
but he has mostly been taking care of me. I now love him with all my
heart and even though I can't ride him yet, just spending time with him
is enough for me. He is my baby and I hope I never have to let go of
him. I truly do love him. He is my Spirit!