ginger snap

I dreamed last night of a filly. Her name was GingerSnap. An appropriate name because she was a gorgeous ginger color. She was tall and lean and sweet. Her eyes were huge and wondering, her face inquisitive. I rode her along with Cowboy and she listened so well - at least for the most part. What I remember most is how comfortable, rather than anxious, I felt riding. It made me miss my old crazy horse Sadie (in the picture). Every few days Cowboy asks his Daddy when we'll be getting a horse for him to ride. This one in my dream last night was practically perfect. How I wish dreams came true every now and again.