The last time I told an Iggy story I was wrong, he was only seven months old not eight, I have skipped a month somewhere.
Time does fly but not that fast...
Abby, Iggy's mom, is my daughter's horse. They met when she was twelve and Abby just three. They grew up together, not ideal - young rider/young horse - but they both grew magnificently in their own ways...
.. they had their ups and downs, yet here we are a dream come true.
What they learned together they are now starting to teach Iggy.....
*Last time in Barn Stories:
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