Sunday, August 06, 2006
Murphy and Man in Black
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Beatiful Horse! When I was a kid, my grandfather gave me a horse. She was 6 months old and completely untrained. We had to rope her just to pet her. With me, she came straight to me, I was just 5. Six months later, she would allow me to ride her, but no one else could. I trained her and taught her everything that my dad told me to do. She lived longer than 22 years. I do still think about her all the time. By the way, her name was Priness, her son was Prince and her daughter was Lady. I have always been a lover of horses. I have even more stories about horses, just come by for a talk. #99
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