He’s a Royal Red Dun (King), is the end of my search to find my true, and best friend. Every morning I look out my back door and I see his golden coat glowing, as the sun peaks over. With a squint in his eyes he looks up at the house, he awaits for someone to come say the simplest, hello. With a low and exaggerated nicker, he replies. I don’t think I could walk into my barn without a smile.
King is about 25, you would never know. His favorite thing to do is jumping, barrel racing, and galloping up huge hills. He hates to leave one inch of open land un-touched. We bought King while our family was still learning about horses. King taught us so much about it, and he taught us more about ourselves. He trusts us, and we trust him 100%. King is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Everyone would want a great friend like him. He’s more than a old, dirty, pooping machine. To us, he is family. We celebrate every day with him. He’s the key to that door that is always open and awaiting. Each and everyday is a new adventure with King.
I feel so lucky that I am the one to get up early and feed him, exercise him, and most important love him. He’s done so much to our family. He has our hearts. I love him very much.
Cally