nostalgic... This was the date that Jaykub became mine. He had been at the stables about 3 years (I had been riding for about 4) and he began to have, what could best be described as a nervous breakdown. He and I had a very special bond and when the time came for him to be sold I just couldn't say "Goodbye" - So Mum bought him for me. A huge undertaking, but at least I had the back-up of my friend Toni - and the stables.
I even have a user-pic to suite, as I always called him "Hero".
This photo was taken the only time we competed - and his name that I gave him was Difubiti Jaykub (... so for those of you who are clever you will have now realised where I get my email address from)
So - Happy Birthday My Jaykub .