tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31252813.post115687065651832227..comments2007-02-23T08:40:44.718-08:00Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07331876220972088597molly.engle@gmail.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31252813.post-1157120848032056182006-09-01T07:27:00.000-07:002006-09-01T07:27:00.000-07:00You can see into his soul, can't you. I still cry, I miss him so much. His barn name was Buck. When I moved him into a stall from the field I started calling him, Prince, the horse formally known as Buck. And then I called out, "Hi Handsome!" when I drove up and he nickered. Almost everyone started calling him Handsome then, with a smile. He was loved by all.<BR/>I'll post more pictures of him when I'm strong enough to do it without too much drama :)Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07331876220972088597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31252813.post-1157079250325164572006-08-31T19:54:00.000-07:002006-08-31T19:54:00.000-07:00Molly,<BR/><BR/>That is gorgeous writing. I love what you said.<BR/><BR/>Is that a photo of Handsome??? He looks a lot like my first appaloosa. I got her when she was a 4-year old. He does indeed look very handsome to me. I'll bet he had a big heart.<BR/><BR/>KimberlyI Gallop Onhttp://www.igallopon.comnoreply@blogger.com