Wow! When Streak first came into my life, I never imagined either one of us getting old, but time stops for no man, woman or horse it seems. Streak is 26 today. He has carried me many miles, for more hours than I can count, he has taught me valuable life lessons, has taught numerous children how to ride, gave many the self confidence that they needed to make their way in the world...he has touched many souls, has influenced for the better many lives. Many people think Streak is a plain brown horse, but if you truly look at him, he is the morst gorgeous shade of auburn...he coat glistens in the sun. There is no thing as a "plain" horse, each one has varying shades of brown,gold, chocolate, bronze, rust, auburn, black in their coats. They are all beautiful.
Streak has been a constant in my life for a long time. I can't imagine life without him....without his faint nicker as I approach, the smell of him after a ride, the warmth he generates on a cold morning, our talks, the time we spend together in silence, the bond that has been created over the years. You hear of people talking about being "one" with there horse, let me tell you that is something that can be achieved and there is no better feeling than that "oneness". Streak and I know each other, when we are out on the trails or in the arena, we communicate through subtle movements, ride effortlessly together, he knows what I am about to ask and I know what he is about to do....I know when things are bothering him....when he is annoyed with the bugs on the trail or other horses and riders that do not respect "our space" that crowd in or going running past....I know how he is going to respond to those situations. I, also, know that if he hesitates when asked to do something or even on occassion downright refuses to do as asked, that he is watching out for me...that there is something that I do not know about that is going to get one or both of us hurt. I have learned to listen, to trust in, my best friend.
Happy Birthday my dear friend!
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