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It's just a horse they say as my uncle Ray put the strap to it. I was shocked i said to my Aunty who stood next to me. How can someone that i love be so different in their beliefs on the way they can treat a horse, My horse some would say. I don't like to think as Bray Boy as my horse. He is his own. He has never let me down when it comes time to perform. He has been with me now for 6 years since i found him lame in the scrub up Pine Mountain. A bit of love and tender care can come back to you a thousand times over.

Uncle Ray better back off 'cause if i am made to choose i will leave his ranch forever and not return. They wont find me. No way.