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I just noticed it is August 1st.
The horse's birthday.
What noble creatures they are that give their loyalty, love and life to humans. There is a series on TV here at the moment"War Horses" chronicling their service in battle. What strong brave creatures. So many have suffered and still suffer at the hands of humans. But so many are loved and cherished by humans.
I had the joy of owning a horse when I was a teenager, Sonny-Jo. Old, sway-backed, hard-mouthed rogue,but beautiful in my eyes. We had some grand times together. I was thinking about him the other night when I watched the terrific show about Sinead O'Connor, "Songs of Hearts Desire". I used to ride him through the fields singing away, poor old fella, having to listen to that.
But I don't think he minded. No matter how far down the paddock he was, he'd always see me arrive, throw up his head and whinny and come at full gallop, ready to be ridden. He was my dear friend. Sonny one so true...I just found my book "The Great Book of Australian Horses" I wrote a dedication to him in it the day he died,29th September 1981. I can still almost feel his warm breath and smell him...just beautiful.
Perhaps this belongs in the journals..I dunno.
I thought maybe someone else here had a wild horse they loved or a story they'd like to share..
They come in all shapes and sizes, from all corners of the world. Yeeehaaa or giddyup or tally ho...to know them is to love them
The horse's birthday.
What noble creatures they are that give their loyalty, love and life to humans. There is a series on TV here at the moment"War Horses" chronicling their service in battle. What strong brave creatures. So many have suffered and still suffer at the hands of humans. But so many are loved and cherished by humans.
I had the joy of owning a horse when I was a teenager, Sonny-Jo. Old, sway-backed, hard-mouthed rogue,but beautiful in my eyes. We had some grand times together. I was thinking about him the other night when I watched the terrific show about Sinead O'Connor, "Songs of Hearts Desire". I used to ride him through the fields singing away, poor old fella, having to listen to that.
But I don't think he minded. No matter how far down the paddock he was, he'd always see me arrive, throw up his head and whinny and come at full gallop, ready to be ridden. He was my dear friend. Sonny one so true...I just found my book "The Great Book of Australian Horses" I wrote a dedication to him in it the day he died,29th September 1981. I can still almost feel his warm breath and smell him...just beautiful.
Perhaps this belongs in the journals..I dunno.
I thought maybe someone else here had a wild horse they loved or a story they'd like to share..
They come in all shapes and sizes, from all corners of the world. Yeeehaaa or giddyup or tally ho...to know them is to love them