Best Friends (Our True Story) - Chapter 2: I now pronounce you 'Raphael'
by Leah F.
Chapter 2 - I now pronounce you 'Raphael'
I read a fictional horse book about a herd of mustangs, and in the book was a stallion named Raphael. Even though the horse in the book was dark bay in color, their personalities were extremely similar. Raphael would be the brown stallion's name.
On Heidi and I's next visit, the brown stallion was waiting for me by the fence with his ears forward. I ran and hugged him, "I found a name for you! I'm going to name you Raphael!" I then began telling him about the book I had read and because the fictional horse reminded me so much of him, that's why I chose that name. I smiled and hugged him again, then we walked along the fence line towards Heidi, who was petting and feeding a white mare.
Heidi and I began talking, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Raphael toss his head up, and a few others did the same, then without warning, they all took off at a full gallop. They ran around a group of short trees, down a hill, and we could see them run with their beautiful long strides, a sea of chestnut, brown, white and black, with Raphael in front.
It was the most breathtaking view. They veered to the right and began to gallop back up the hill, then slowed down to trots and canters back to me and Heidi.
Raphael came back slightly prancing to where I was standing with his ears perked up, as if to say, "Did you see what I did? Did you see me? Huh? Did ya?" I shook my head and laughed. I just couldn't believe how funny he was.
As with all of our visits, time flew by and it was time to leave sooner than I wanted. I wanted so badly to stay, and it made it even worse when Raphael pushed his head against the front of my body and let me hold his head. It made me want to cry.
With every visit we were getting closer, our bond getting stronger, and it was getting harder and harder to leave. I kissed the spot on his forehead again and as I waved goodbye, he tossed his head and didn't take his eyes off of me until we could no longer see each other.
He was my first best friend.