Writer's Block: Takes Me Right Back
Jan. 9th, 2008 11:11 pm[Error: unknown template qotd] The one of Desi standing in the RDA yard, all scruffed up, wormy and scared. I can still remember how damn angry I was that anyone would treat a foal like that, that they could treat ANY horse like that. And the sound of the blood roaring in my ears when I was told she was going to be shot. I was so, so terribly angry. Like I very rarely am. I think it was sheer rage. When I KNEW she had to be mine, the sheer determination I felt, nothing was going to stand in my way. No way, no how. I knew totally 100% that she was MEANT to be mine and NOTHING was going to come between us. Rare to be so totally and utterly sure about something in your life. The sheer intensity of my emotions that day makes it a life memory for me.