One of my happiest memories of my mom was watching this race live with her. She was bi-polar and a pretty crappy mom, but she absolutely loved horses and racing. We jumped up and down and hugged each other as that magnificent beast simply ran away from the group. It was truly a glorious sight.
One of my happiest memories of my mom was watching this race live with her. She was bi-polar and a pretty crappy mom, but she absolutely loved horses and racing. We jumped up and down and hugged each other as that magnificent beast simply ran away from the group. It was truly a glorious sight.
And yes, that runner is a hero to freedom.
I think you just summarized 50% of horse ladies. Would still bang.