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I am from Camrose, AB and I've been a Club Horse member for 2 years, 7 months and 19 days

Nicknames: When you look in a horses eye you catch a glimpse of heaven.

Age: 2 years old

Gender: Stallion

Breed: Friesian

Height: Between 15-17 hands

Color: Always black

Type of Riding: Excel at Dressage, and English pleasure, but can do a little bit of jumping and western.

My Horse's Achievements: In choosing your first horse you choose the one that feels right, the one you know will be missed when you’re not around it. You choose the one that will always be your best friend, even after you fall off. You choose the one that won’t make you feel scared, or frightened, but safe and comfortable. In Choosing My First Horse….I Chose Him.

My Horse's Favorite Treat: There is nothing in the whole world that can take away my worries or make me fully concentrate… except riding and being around horses.

My Horse's Favorite Things To Do: Is it the smell of their body as I hug their long neck, or the scent only a horse has that I can’t forget? Is it the depth of their eyes as they contentedly rest? No, it’s just being around them that I like the best.

Pet Peeves: Anyone who says horses don’t understand what you say, never tried talking to one.

My Horse's motto: The Search (This a poem for all those people that search long and hard for the Friesian that will be theirs, and the people that have to sadly sell their due to financial problems)
By: HELEN

I knew that you were out there
Waiting in some far off place
I looked so hard to find you
I searched in cyberspace

I'd always held a vision
A picture in my mind's eye
Until that day I saw you
My heart let out a cry

The image of perfection
The story it was true
There was a Friesian for me
That black pearl was you

I set off on a journey
You too had travelled long
That we should find each other
Fate could not be wrong

And now you stand before me
Your head against my hand
Our futures intermingle
I know you understand

The search for me is over
My quest is at an end
But when I found my Friesian
Sandra lost a friend

I know the hurt she's suffered
I feel the pain its cost
So please remember Sandra
To you - Odin is not lost