| Skippy was my very first horse. He taught me more about life than any other individual (horse, human or dog) that I have ever met. He was born on Easter Sunday. He became my horse on Halloween Day in 1971. He died the day after Valentines Day in 2005. He was my holiday horse. He was my show horse. He was my cattle working horse. He was my comfort when I was sad. He was my "trick" horse. He was my Jumping horse. He was my naughty horse. He was my joy. He was my teacher He was my friend. There will never be another horse like him for me. I shall miss him |
