This little fellow, Simpson, was a pony that meant a lot to me a couple of years ago. I cared for him, trained him and competed with him. But most of all – I loved him. Even though he made me fall off a couple of times, this little Icelandic mix always made me smile in the end.
As some of you might have read, when I uploaded some winter shots a couple of weeks ago, he suffered from a leg injury. We all feared that he would have to be put to rest, but in some miraculous way he recovered. I thought he would be around for lots of years.
But nothing turns out as it should. Two weeks ago he got worse again, and then it wasn't only his leg b