Hello! Names Angela! 
I admit I'm not the coolest person in the world. I'm a teenager player. I have 4 real horses and looking to make coats or finding coats of them! I'm always interested in buying drums,mustangs, and highlander horsese7e0b504610fac2eb3eaba34d6edee5b.png

I'm nice. But when needed I will be mean I like helping peoplel so if you need any help with anything just ask! If you have done or thinking about eating laundry soap don't come to me or speak to me.8f0d73882229b1f472cf172ee2f66ad8.png 

More info on my 4 horses. 1 cinnamon is a Anglo-arabian mare 13 years old is a dark chestut with a star black mane and tail 4 white socks.

I have a 8 month old colt foal of my mare cinnamon. His name is apache he is brown black gray white chestnut. He has the coat of a appy paint mix. His father was a draft paint mix! 27994532_1605007892922450_248746998_n.jpg?oh=47e4ee50453326cc6db0a9fee28500b8&oe=5A8334F9

Luca a gelding of mine all black 0 of any other color. 5 years of age, he was trained in the harshest ways growing up I recently just bought him. He is a Tennase walker mixed with Morgan.
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Bella a full blooded Tennase walker mother of Luca and 4 other foals. Trained by the Amish, I bought her and Luca together. She is 12 years old.


“The horse is a mirror to your soul… and sometimes you might not like what you see in the mirror. “- Buck Brannaman.

The essential joy of being with horses is that it brings us in contact with the rare elements of grace, beauty, spirit and fire.” Shannon Ralls Lemon



Come stand beside me for a while
Before we say good-bye.
Tell me again of the day we met,
The day that you chose me.

I was broken and I was sad
With no place for me to be,
But you saw that I needed love
And extended a hand to me.

You looked at me with a gentle eye
Stroked my mane and rubbed my nose
Told me I was here to stay
And I felt my fears melt away.

So stand beside me, my dear friend
As we say good-bye.
Stroke my mane just one more time
Your gentle touch will give me peace

It was Fate that our paths crossed
But now it is time to go.
Don't grieve my friend because you see
You and I were meant to be.

Dear Horse owner, 
This letter is to you, you know who you are. I saw your horse today in the kill pens. You see I am the person who has the worst job in the world. I have to go to the kill pens and decide who lives and who dies. 
I saw your horse. It was the one limping so bad with a broken leg that nothing can be done, so I had to give the signal to put your horse in the semi. He could barley make it up the ramp he was in such pain but he made it so he shipped. Now he will travel to Mexico for over 30 hours in unimaginable pain.
I saw your horse today in the kill pens. The two year old who when it was a baby was SO cute, but then you got bored and you quit taking time to work with him so now he is unhandled. I tried to touch him but he ran away. There are so many to save, I have to let the wild ones go on the truck, no fault of their own. I gave the signal and he loaded on the truck to his doomed fate. 
I saw your horse today. The one that gave you all she had as a barrel racer, but now her knees are big and swollen. She cant compete anymore, she in pain. I had to give the signal because no one will want a horse with those knees, she needs to be retired out but no one will do that. Not for the money it would cost to save her from the truck. 
I saw your horse today, so thin it can barley stand. It's teeth are gone, it cannot eat hay, its best years are past it. But it still has a heart of gold. It wants love and attention, but you don't have time for that, you need a horse that can do the work, so you let it starve till it became embarrassing and then you dumped it at the auction. 
No one wants an old horse I had to give the signal for this one too, even though I didn't want to
Excuses run a mile long. I hear them everyday. I saw your horse ship today, please don't waste your breath trying to tell me your reasons why....tell him or her. It is them that you betrayed not me. 
Its only a animal you say, they have no real emotions or feelings, ok sure if that makes you feel better but you know that's not true. 
I saw your horse ship to slaughter today and all I could do was say Sorry.

See I save slaughter horses... sometimes I can't sometimes I can and I hope that one day I won't run into ur horse because YOU didn't want to take care of him cuz YOU didn't want to do the hard work of teaching him right from wrong. Cuz YOU were to lazy to get up and help him when he needed u.
 Im a trustworthy player. I may notbe doing very good on howrse but i give it my best!