Saturday, April 2, 2011

Sports Edition II by Teresa Collins

Meet Kasjan
My most favorite horse.   I bought him when he was 2.5 yrs old and I kept him until he was 21 yrs old. 

When I found Sjan (Shawn), he was in a box stall (4x8) and he was standing up to his hocks in his own poo.  He had no tail, no color too his coat and you could see every rib he had.  I could go on but I will cry..hard.  I looked in his eyes and I saw such spirit and life and I bought him on the spot.  On my way home the realization hit me that I may have to put him down. He was is such bad shape.  But I could not get his eyes out of my mind.   There was life in those eyes.  There was love in his heart.  He just needed a chance.  So, I took a leap of faith and made the commitment to keep him and try really hard to get him healthy again.  It took me two years and he became my best friend.

Sjan  and I would run around the pasture, him with his tail high in the air and his head held high, blowing through his nostril's, and me hiding behind trees teasing him.  We would play like that all the time.  When we were not playing hide and seek, he would stick his tongue out at me and I would grab it and pull really hard.. He thought that was fun, for me it was

He is now with a delightful young lady and she is having such a grand time with him. The two of them are winning lots of ribbons and they are so proud to have him.

Sjan is such a good boy.  I miss him deeply.

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