An old photo of my little Appaloosa mare, Whisper.
I got her for free. Really. I told several people that “if I were to pray in a horse of my own, she would be a strawberry roan Arabian that’s young enough to enjoy and free.”
One of those people brought me an ad she found in a grocery store on the bulletin board: Free Arab-cross. 2 years old. Greenbroke. Gentle.
Don actually agreed to take me to see her and it was love at first sight. I owned her for over 10 years until we moved into town and it was time to let her move on to a new home. I gave her away to a friend of Don’s and she was a member of their family for a long time.
She’d be 23 years old now so maybe she’s still out there and maybe she’ll come back to me some day.
She wasn’t a roan, but was that snow-flake red one a white blanket. But she was everything else I ever wanted in a horse: sweet, gentle, funny, stubborn. Oh, did I mention she was an Appy? She could be stubborn.
Some days I really miss my little horse.
Jaci Dawn 
Nothing better than having a horse. I love them and she was a beauty!