Tony

Tony was that once-in-a lifetime horse for me. He was a Morab stallion, and I spoiled him terribly, because he was so gentle it didn’t matter. He had been raised and trained right, and he loved people and trusted them to take care of him --- and he took care of people, too. I was his favorite person, though, and when we were together, life was perfect for both of us. A stable owner once told me that Tony’s whinny was different when I was with him, and I knew what she meant. I’d heard him whinny when he didn’t know I was around, and it was just a whinny. When I was with him, though, his whinny said “My person is here, and we’re ready to take on the world!” We were two halves of a whole, and no other horse will ever fill the void he left in my heart when he died. I still miss him so very, very much. I love you, Tony. You will always be in my thoughts. You were such a special horse.