Red, you are by far the main reason why I don't go crazy on a day to day basis. You're my therapist, my best friend and you are probably the best gift I'll ever receive from anyone. You came to me in the form of an awkward, bald almost 12 year old, and now you've totally blossomed into an amazing horse that has improved so, so much. Maybe one day, we'll lope around in a show ring, but for now, I'm just content to be your owner and love you.
I don't know your full story, I don't know why you were bred, but something tells me that God knew what I needed all along, and I needed a big red horse to fill up a big place in my heart. (And pasture, and wallet, and etc.)