I have been holding this little horse hostage for a few months. It was always at my grandmother's house. Every time I saw it I would think of my brother. When we were younger my brother (ok, well, I don't think or know if I was born yet) was given a horse by my grandmother - Dutchess. Well, apparently Dutchess had a colt and Tres, being the animal lover he was, didn't want the two to be separated. My grandmother went and bought the colt, Jackpot, the next day. I loved Jackpot - such a gentle and kind spirited horse. Anyways - the little statue always reminds me of my brother and Jackpot. The horse is his - I just keep forgetting to give it to him...
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