Well I was born into the horse world, but when I was about 11 and outgrew my pony I wanted a loud red bay overo. I didn't get it, but I do have a chestnut tovero mare. Psycho bitch Annie =]. I love her to death. Actually I hated her when Nanny first bought her. She traded my favorite gelding, Freckles for her. He was a fleabitten grey and had the most awesome personality ever. He was my first 'real' trail ride horse. Then she went and had to trade him for Annie. I hated her. Hated her name, her looks, even her blue eye. When I was thirteen I could DEFINITELY no longer barrel race the pony, so Nanny made me ride Annie. A year later I fell in love with her and eventually bought her. Now I couldn't sell her for the world, no matter how much of a bitch she is =]

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