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My first horse was a Quarter Horse. I watched him being born. I was there when we started his training. I was there for everything. Even when he died. His name was Hero. He helped me through all of the good times and bad times. When my boyfriend broke up with me, to the day my niece was born.
At age 12 he got colic. I was devestated. I thought for sure that he was going to die. But he didn’t. He was able to get right back up and continue barrel racing for me. When he died, I stayed home f...Read the full article