A girl and her horse....
Today, one of my dearest & oldest friends tuns 29 years old. My friend is a horse named Jiggs. I met Jiggs a few weeks before my 18th birthday. My mom always told me it was love at first sight. She was with me on my “horse shopping” quest, and has always said that she knew by how my face lit up when I first saw him, that Jiggs was the horse I was going to buy. Mom was essential to my schemes to own a horse of my very own, because she had always wanted to own her own horse