|Brandy 20 years ago when i first met her. It was love at first sight.|
She's not at my window hollering for breakfast. She won't be at my back nudging me to go faster at feeding. I'm saddened to think we never rode much this past year. I'm going to miss her terribly.
I was very sick this week with bronchitis and missed any clues she might have been giving me the time was near. Or possibly able to save her for a few more. I think the universe doesn't do coincedences is all I can say about that. My health was at serious risk. Her health at risk, both at the same time. If I had known I might have killed myself trying to save her.
Brandy was 27 years old. And we were never separated for more then a few days in all of those years. She is the reason we live up here now. I wanted her to be able to roam her days not sit in a stall.
She taught countless friends children's how to ride. Hell! She taught me how to ride. She truly was one of a kind.
I wrote this post a few years ago about Brandy, and I couldn't possibly give her any more credit now then I did then. Have a read to honor my best friend.