We still lived in town at the time.

We had to board our horses, Mo and Misty.

Misty was a "Grey" Arabian, a been there done that kind of mare. She was patient and sweet and perfect for my husbands first horse.

Mo was a ranch horse, a beautiful Appaloosa and the horse of my dreams. He was so patient and kind with me, he and I just clicked the day I went to buy him.

We decided to ride out around the lake that day so we headed out, there were tree branches down due to a storm the night before. We were careful but on our way back in, Mo stepped on a small branch just big enough to make him stumble and go down to his knees. Well that sent me I've his head, with my head on the pavement. Mo was a trooper, he stood right over me so nothing could hurt me. My husband tried to wake me, but I was out cold.

Ambulance got there, but they had trouble because Mo at first wouldn't let them have me then when they put me in the ambulance, he tried to load up in there with me!! We really had a bond he and I.

He was fantastic. There will never be another as wonderful as he was.