Well, I know I am jumping around while writing this diary, but the trauma's from my younger years are massive. As you probably guessed my horse Taco was short lived. I had him approx. 2 years, we kept him on rough board for $50.00 a month. Full board was too expensive as it was around $200.00. However, I worked it out with the stable owner that I would muck stalls, water and feed all the full board horses if they would feed my horse in return. This worked out well for a while. I practically lived at the stable. I was there during my summer vacations from school from morning until night. While in school, I would go there directly after school and work. The stable owner sold out and moved to Texas and new people came in. They agreed to the same terms, however I had to unload the tons of hay delivered also and gave riding lessons once a week on top of the other chores. Well, Taco came down with a disease called Navicular, it would render him lame. We had to give him Bute daily as he was in some pain. I could walk him, but that was all. I loved him dearly anyway.

So, I was going to Texas to visit my brother, he was stationed in Kileen Texas as he was in the Army at Ft. Hood. I went for two weeks. I missed Taco soooo bad. I could not wait to get home and see him. I finally returned home and headed straight for the stable. The minute I entered the gate to head to the barn the stable owner screamed from her house for me to wait. I heard it in her tone, I knew something had happened. What happened, while I was gone my sister convieniently sold him to a man that would sell them for rendering. The hate I felt was overwhelming. I was hurt to the core. To this day I can get upset when seeing a horse that looks like my baby did. From this day forward I would just as soon kill her as to look at her. My sister was very evil, and still is. I am very grateful that 1700 miles seperate us. However she still lives with my Mom and treats her mentally like crap, my mom will not defend herself, neither will my good sister that also still lives with my mom. I wish they would put her out on her ass, but they can't. Or so they say.