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Cheyanne
Our Story
Cheyanne was one of the horses we kept after my dad passed. She was a paint mare. She was so calm, relaxed. The best horse you could ask for. She was very curious, she loved to explore things and get into trouble but would be having fun when it seemed so scary. She loved to play in the water. And loved to jump, and ride bareback.
Cheyenne: About
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