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Gavilan

Gavilan,
AKA Gabby, is my 12 year old
best friend.
I got Gabby
as a 5 month old colt. Gabby
was a trailer payment! That
was the best deal I ever made.
Gabby has
always wanted to be the "ridden
horse". He could never
wait to grow up and be the Chosen
One, the Ridden One.
As a youngster,
Gab was always tried to get
in the house... or we'd find
him walking around with a halter
he'd gotten off the gate flung
over his head or around his
neck in a youthful attempt to
dress himself up like a real
horse. He'd walk up to us proudly
as if to say "Okay, I'm
ready. Lets *do* something".
If I left
the trailer open, he'd walk
in and beg for a ride to the
grocery store. Once there, we'd
buy carrots for people in the
parking lot to feed to him.
His reaction
to being turned out in the pasture
after his first 100 miler was
to nicker demandingly at me
- he felt abandoned and betrayed.
He sulked off to poke at the
huge bucket of mash and pile
of hay, and I wanted to give
in and sleep at the stables
with him.
Gabby talked me into researching
barefoot... think a horse can't
talk? Here's
the story!! 
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