This is Tabu. The photo was taken in the late 1980s. She’s gone now. But the memories(&injuries)linger. THIS is the saddle bronc I spoke of in my bio. I bought her out of a bucking chute. They were abusing her. (well, it was mutual). When they turned her loose in the feedlot, to run with the other 30 or so horses, ALL of them were afraid of her, even the studs!! Warning bells SHOULD have gone off. Especially since she was severely underweight. But I saw a beautiful horse. After 1 1/2 hours of (my gentle)trailering attempts, they hit her with an electric cattle prod. She got in. Tore up the trailer coming home, cars were avoiding us on the freeway. It took 6 mo to break her. NOT the usual 6 weeks… I was a seasoned horse breaker, having done it for a living, but she was beyond believable. I would need 2 people with me. One to call an ambulance if needed(and it was on occasion)and one to stabilize me. After 4 broken bones, 2 dislocations, sprains and fractures, she was broken. (So was I.) The week she was KINDA gentle she led the horses in our nightime Christmas Parade. It was interesting…She did well, tho. She turned out to be one of the most dependable and loving horses I’ve ever owned. Along with my Arab, 2 of the best. This was a trail ride we all went on. I remember it fondly. I was so proud of my Wild Horse. I miss her..