Made for me by SFI Sporthorses for the first part of my story, Running After the Roses. It is correlates with this passage of the story:
'I stopped in front of the door. The big brown colt stood in the far corner of the box stall, dozing. A smile, a real one this time, played at my lips.
"Are you still sleeping, old man?" I mock scolded.
The Thoroughbred woke up instantly at the sound of my voice. Greg teased that only I could talk to the big colt and he would listen. Sometimes I almost believed him. The horse ambled over and thrust his nose at me, demanding attention. I obliged.'