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Sunday, April 29, I said good-bye to a dear friend. At the age of 33, it became necessary to lead Aggie out to the back field for the final time. We were fortunate enough to have these photos taken a few hours before she died.

The two grey-haired ladies

Leading her into the barn for a last grooming

My sweet girl...still so beautiful

Aggie arrived at Thirsty Boots in 1986, the year after we moved here. She was half Arab/half Morgan and was the best ride I've every had. The Arab in her gave her a spring and floating quality to her gaits. She loved trail rides and under saddle became almost regal. She drew a lot of attention in the park and made me feel like a true equestrian. I will never have another horse quite like her.

These photos from the last 21 years show some of the great times.

Geoff Hart led us to Aggie and insisted I buy her even thought she was as skittish as could be. I also had no interest in a white horse and a mare to boot!

But I trusted Geoff, bought her and she stayed. Thank goodness. Here she is on her first day checking out her surroundings.

Aggie was not only beautiful but was a wonderful ride.

Julie loved her also. L to R: Chocolate Bars and I, Rebel and Sarah Dodson, Julie and Aggie, Nancy Dodson and Sailor

Even Julia got to ride her one year she was here.

A favorite photo of her.

Aggie passed away in loving hands, Frank's (the vet who loved her from the first day he saw her), John's, and mine but her memory will never fade from our thoughts. She is buried in field three. We have placed a sitting rock on her grave.

This is how I will remember her....the curious horse who stood in the runway gazing toward the house to see what was going on.

In fact.....she is there still.