View Blog    Seven - Tango I remember when I had my first psychiatrist appointment, he asked me what gave me the motivation to get out of bed in the morning. I said, ''my horse''. I've had Tango since I was 11, she's my best friend, the only thing I love. She's 25 now, and has developed arthiritis in her old age. She's not been doing so good with her breathing either, recently. The vet came down this morning, and said he is going to have to put her down. It's happening on Friday. I don't know what to do.     Posted by siberiankiss on 2007-09-11 12:04:58 | Rating: | Views: 89     Email This to a Friend Friend's Email *    Friend's Name*    Your Name*    Security code*    Refresh Image                 Print This Blog Post     Bookmark: Delicious  Digg  Reddit  Facebook  StumbleUpon    Permalink:      Blog Comments Nothing found Would you like to comment?     (Maximum characters: 5000)     You have characters left.      Security code:                                                     Refresh Image

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