Whatever makes you fall in love with horses happened to me. I often 1myself owning my own horse.
After taking riding lessons for a year, I decided to buy a horse and Dad agreed—if I 2 half the money. I worked and saved 100dollars, a 3 those days.
4, 200 dollars wasn't much to buy a horse. But I was 5 to look for one on a limited 6. I was introduced to Rusty, a 20-year-old horse, who had been abused and had a mistrust of 7. When I approached, he looked 8 at me. However, he was my dream horse and I decided to take it!
Gradually, we became inseparable and he grew strong and energetic despite his 9. But one morning, Rusty was suddenly ill. The vet said he had cancer and suggested humanely putting him to 10. The next morning, Dad loaded Rusty into the truck and I waved goodbye to him, pretty sure it was for the 11 time.
Later that day, I was crying in bed when Dad called me. There, inside the truck was Rusty! I jumped up, hugging him and crying with 12. Rusty 13me for another happy year before the cancer finally took him. By then, we were a little more 14.
Rusty isn't here 15, but love lives on, and Rusty will live in my heart forever.
