Monday, March 8, 2010
A tribute to my sliver horse
Velour and I at the age of 13
It feels like I am a long way away from my silver horse on my golden pony. He has been gone two whole years now. I did not think I would be able to even live without him but I guess I have been managing. It still hurts, and I still miss him. A ton.
I have been scanning a few pictures and thought I would share them with you. They are of my first horse that I ever loved; Velour. I rode him from the age of 10 and on and actually got to realize my dream and own him at the age of 18. He had a 5 year retirement with me before he died at the age of 23. Here are some photos of him and our time together when he came home to live with me.