The 13th of September will always be a special day and a day I will always remember. A sad day at times, yes of course, but also a special one. A day for red wine and chocolate pie. To remember the happy memories and be grateful. Why do you ask? Because I say so, that is why. It is Mansebo’s day.
Mansebo was the horse that started it all. Is it still hard? Absolutely. But he is in the best place of all now and free from any pain and suffering. I am forever grateful for him.
This is Mansebo’s song. Every time I hear it, I think of him, and every time I think of him, I hear it.
I can not help but think that it is because of him that we have horses today. It makes me even more grateful for my dun duo.
Speaking of the dun duo…
Lito and I had a great weekend of riding and he continues to get better and better, heading in the right direction to his regular self.
Both Cheetah and Lito pretended to be race horses on Saturday when I tried to bring them in for the evening, galloping all around the pond pasture multiple times. This video was only the beginning. I did not catch the best and fastest parts. They took turns with who was in the lead, Cheetah talking to Lito the whole time. Quite funny really. After several minutes they decided they were finished and would come in, but only if I came and got them. Naturally, that is what I did and they met me half way, the looks on their faces seeming to say, “gee, that sure was fun!” At least for Lito, the cheeky guy! Cheetah looked a bit happily worn out with her out of shape, grass fat body.
Have some wine and pie with me today, won’t you? And go love on your horses! Remember the happy times!
Walk in love, dear readers!