My angel has four legs

A little more than 2 years ago, my parents divorced. My brother and I obviously had a hard time with it all, but to make matters worse, my parents were convinced that they would NOT remain friends. They fought and yelled and ...A little more than 2 years ago, my parents divorced. My brother and I obviously had a hard time with it all, but to make matters worse, my parents were convinced that they would NOT remain friends. They fought and yelled and ...

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A little more than 2 years ago, my parents divorced. My brother and I obviously had a hard time with it all, but to make matters worse, my parents were convinced that they would NOT remain friends. They fought and yelled and swore at each other over the phone, even though they lived in different houses, towns apart.

My brother was very obvious about his problems and difficulties, but I’m more independent and chose to keep myself to myself, which is usually worse! My mom and I had major fights and we’re still trying to learn to trust eachother again, but 5 months ago, my mom decided that she would buy a horse for me.

I love horses. I always have. And my mom likes them too, but she hasn’t been around them in a long time. My dad was quite surprised by this new gift for me, but my mom wouldn’t let him go anywhere near my new horse, when we found the right one that is. So about 5 months ago, my riding coach came to me with some news: a friend of hers had a 3-year old colt for sale, and she thought he’d be just right!

My mom works long hours and couldn’t come with us the first time we went to see "Roddey", but when I first laid eyes on him I loved him. He was gorgeous! And he had the gentlest eyes, but a mischevious soul! He was almost black, expecpt for the brown on the end of his muzzle, and not a speck of white anywhere. The girl who owned him saddled him up and rode him around a bit to show me how he went before I got on, and we noticed he was a bit sore.

She told us he had gotten kicked earlier in the day but he’d be all right. So after she was done I hopped on and rode him around a bit… now I’m a beginner myself, so a colt is something completely new! But he was very patient with me.

When I got home I told my mom about "Roddey" and she said that if I wanted him, he was mine. I wanted him more than anything!! So about 2 weeks later, myself, my mom and my riding coach, Colleen went to Cambellville to pick him up. As soon as my mom saw him she loved him! She didn’t know much about horses, but I told her he had good bloodlines, and his brothers and sisters were all good show horses (even though that made no difference to us because we just wanted a good trail buddy) so she signed the papers and we took him home!

The whole way home we were trying to think of a better name for him, but nothing came to us… we went through Disney names, alcoholic drinks, everything! My mom thought "Blue" was a good name, but it didn’t quite suit him, so we kept trying. After we got him home and put away a name came to me, "Indigo". It was perfect and everyone agreed! So from then on he was named Indigo. And I must say, he is my best friend. I tell him most everything, he’s patient when I cry or get mad, and best of all, we’re learning together. He’s the best trail buddy, and he even follows me around the turn-out pen.

When I ask my mom why she decided to buy Indigo for me, she simply says, "Because you needed him." And she was right. I don’t know what I would have done without Indigo. I’m truly proud to say that my angel has four legs!

Michaela Simcoe,
Ontario