This is my beautiful 13 year old Quarter Horse, Beau. Actually these are my two most favorite guys in the world, my horse and my husband SeanMichael. There are no pictures of me riding my horse because I'm the photographer in the family. Beau saved my life last summer when we were stupid and took the horses on a trail with which we were unfamiliar. My girlfriend was thrown from her mare and in 110 degree heat and quite shaken from fear that my friend was injured, once I had dismounted to help her I was unable to get back aboard.
I was exhausted, dehydrated and having a heat stroke, and my darling Beau refused to leave my side.

As we walked, he would force his head between my arm and my body, encouraging me to lean on him. When I would collapse on the ground, he would nudge and lick my face to keep me conscious. Beau normally will walk off and leave me if I'm in our yard, but when I needed him the most, he was there. I'm 37 years old and Beau is the second horse I've ever owned, and possibly the last. If he lives to be 40 like some of the other quarter horses around then I'll be too old to ride him and he'll probably be too old to take me!!!