Today is KC's birthday. He's thirteen! He was a cute baby, and had a good mother; he was her last foal.
I have four horses younger than KC, but I still call him 'baby' and he knows I'm talking to him. I can stop him with my hand; he trusts me to look out for his best interests. I do think he loves me back. We have a 'connection' and he lets me know how he feels. He is my heart. He is my joy. He easily carries me through so much adventure and memorable days.
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