Lucky 14

He came into my life when he was 3 1/2 years old. He was owned by a young woman who had no time for him, and she traded him in at the car dealership where I worked in December of that year. As soon as I saw they had taken him in on trade, I had my hand up, asking can I buy him? I hadn't even met him yet. I drove up to Otis to meet him, and he was in a huge, multi-stall barn with a covered arena - all by himself. He only had chickens for company. Poor guy. He was being fed one measly bucket of oat bran a day, and was so skinny.
He was tall, gangly, and YOUNG. It was winter so he had a long dull coat. Didn't look like too much of a prize, but I didn't care. I rented a trailer and borrowed a truck and went up and got him with the help of my co-worker, Damien. We took him to the fairgrounds to stay a while, and they assigned me stall #13. I ended up giving a dollar for him, to the dealership, and still have the bill of sale. So he is my Lucky Buck. His previous owner called him "Sweet Pea" - I thought that was way too demeaning for such a beautiful creature.
We've been together almost 10 years... we've had a lot of fun together. I think I'll keep him. Maybe I'll marry him... :) Happy Birthday, Big Guy!
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