Cowgirls Don’t Cry Unless the Horse They Loved Is Gone
The knee of my pants is wet and dirty. My yellow ring lays by the sink—it's been my favorite ring…
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The knee of my pants is wet and dirty. My yellow ring lays by the sink—it's been my favorite ring…
Continue ReadingWe are the house with a lot of animals. Yep, that one. Each time I call my mom to delicately…
Continue ReadingI am by no means a horsewoman. I am a regular person lucky enough to have had an extraordinary experience…
Continue ReadingThe little flurries of snow lately remind me that winter is just around the corner. Some people are not fond…
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