Through the Eyes of a Horse: The Round Up Blog Archive on November 2, 2009, 8:00

by Violet Inkpen, age 13

My name is Ginger, and I am a mustang! My herd lives between two mountains, in a peaceful valley with a gentle stream trickling through it. The land is filled with peace, along with plenty of food to spare! We all enjoy it here, with so much happiness. Our leader, Razz, is very valiant and courageous. We all love him. Life seemed perfect right? I used to think so. Until the day when I lost everything. This is what happened…

The sun was sending rays of light and warmth to the earth as we grazed among the sweet grass. We were on the High Mountains,