Leo Moondock

I got Leo when he was 6 and had him until he was 25 when colic killed him. We travelled many miles and many hours together, seeing nature the best way it can be seen, on horseback. He was beautiful, loving and kind (unless he saw a sheep or cow and then he was a bucking bronco). I miss his smells, sounds and the softness of his muzzle. Some of my greatest moments and memories were made with Leo and he is greatly missed.