Lost and Found

Shootin' the Breeze

Apache and me

When Sugar was 13 years old, living in Texas, she got a yearling Appaloosa gelding which she named Apache.

She trained Apache and competed in barrel racing at local rodeos.  She used him when she was a rodeo queen contestant and rode in parades.  She taught him tricks — bowing, counting, smiling and more.  She taught him to come when called by name.  (This literary technique is called foreshadowing).

It was sad for Sugar to sell Apache when she was a freshman in college, but it was not practical to take Apache to school with her.  Apache was four or five years old by then I calculate.

Years later, maybe six, when Sugar was out of college, she and her father drove past a place in Texas and she noticed an Appaloosa horse in the pasture.  She told her Dad that she thought it was Apache.  He doubted it, but…

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