Hi, I'm Prancer. Let me tell you my story. I remember when I was a little colt. My mother would run with me and stay close by my side. There were other horses, too. They looked like these horses at Pinehollow; Patch, Belle, Samson, Delilah, and Windsong. But Windsong isn't here anymore.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXfNeN5zA6Q
Then one day she was sold and I never saw her again. My father had been sold before that.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMFCJwARWYr
My owner saw when I became a young adult horse, I was as fast as a race horse. So one day, I was sold to a new owner. He put me into racing and I became a race horse. I stayed that way for a very long time.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2fQOPvKkf8
I'll never forget that one day. The day I stopped racing forever. My rider was too much for me. He was kicking me too hard non stop. My legs were getting too tired. Then it happened. I fell on my side on the ground, unable to get up and unable to move my legs.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtGlx4idbD7
I was an inch away from winning. On my side, I scooted to the finish line and won my twentieth and last ribbon. I was then rushed to my doctor and after two years, I was able to walk, but slowly. Carole took me out, lead me, and I would walk.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz7SausVfHY
My owner didn't take care of me anymore, so I got sick one day. Carole came in to tack me up with my brindle, so she could exercise me in leading me. I was so better, that I was able to trot. When she came in, I was lying on the ground. The girls from Pinehollow took me away. They called the vet, was told what to do, and they did it.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4VvXRg8Oea
The next day, they were on their way to bring me back when they were stopped by my owner.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0jxqsRljBS
Max came with money for me that day. I was then brought here to Pinehollow. I became Lisa's boarding horse. I was taken good care of by Carole, Lisa, Stevie, and Red. My legs were so much better, that in a few weeks, the white things were taken off.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU50BXEvLB3
After that, Lisa and Carole trained me to be tame, and afterwards, Lisa and I started jumping. I'm now a former race horse and present boarding horse that can jump. I'm also a gentle horse who is a mother to my colt. She's like me when I was young. She's almost my size. She's growing up fast. My mate and colt's father is Storm.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy7orfmqIyZ
Anyway, I have had a wonderful life. Lisa is now my rider and owner. Veronica sometimes rides me as an assignment from Max. I hate it when she rides me, because she works me too hard. It's all I can do to hold it in; To not rear up on her. Why doesn't she ride Storm? That'll teach her a lesson.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHEcPFxrd0J
I haven't told you about my father. He was wild like Storm, looked like Storm, and took care of his family, rider, owner, and the other horses and good humans. His name was Thunder.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsdcY0cGcJ9
Storm, my colt, and I are a small, happy family. We all live at Pinehollow as boarding horses and most of us have owners. Pinehollow is a happy, wonderful, awesome place for any horse. Pinehollow is in the country in Virginia.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLNQUBvQxTS
I guess that's my story. That was my whole life I had. Come visit Pinehollow someday. Bye now. See you at Pinehollow.512Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8jZQx0Z02T
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