Sunny is the handsomest old horse in the world. He’s retired now, but in his heyday he was a total badass. He cleaned up in western pleasure, trail, hunter under saddle, low level hunter/jumpers, even the bareback playday classes that one time I got a wild hair in me. That old man taught me so much about riding and how to work with horses that I’m practically indebted to him. Now, at 25 (holy shit he’s 25?!), he’s spoiled rotten, totally knows it, and isn’t afraid to milk it for all its worth.
A few things Sunny enjoys:
Splattering me in watermelon rind juice
Using me as his personal tissue
Being the actual center of my universe
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