Horses. Just Horses.
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Thu, Oct 24, 2013
The gymkhana life is great. And I do love my horse. There are those moments you never will forget and the moments you should, but can't forget. Horses aren't my whole life, but they make my life whole. No doubt about it. They're what I needed in my life!
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