I haven't always liked horses. My mom and dad got me Copper, a tiny Shetland pony. He was so cute I fell in love with Copper the first time I saw him. His eyes made me so happy. I would have ridden him the next day if he was trained. So a week later I started training him. He ran bucked kicked and galloped. Then a year later he was prefect for riding! We have gone through many a danger. Bears wild dogs and more. He has finally retired never to be ridden ever again.
I am now riding a Arabian mare named Aero Dynamic. She will never replace "Copper" the pony who is my hero for ever.
I will miss him. For he has died and is my angel in heaven.