Stroking his soft deep chestnut coat, my fingers gripping his dark mane. His forelock hanging over his eyes and his white stripe running down his face. I put on his black leather bridle and hop on. The best view is through the horse's ears. We are always together, always a team. He's a best friend I can tell all my secrets to. Paddock, beach, show, or river doesn't make a difference as long as we're together. Family is the most important thing and Denby is part of it. He Looks after me and I look after him. And that will never change
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