Taz was my best, best friend. I had him for almost 2 years. I live in the city and Taz is in the country. I only got to see him on the weekends. I am 8 years old. But I had already learned to ride him by myself. I got to help lead him and brush him on the way to the arena. My mom got a call today saying that my friend Taz fell and broke his leg badly. Taz went to heaven right after. I miss my horse and am crying and awful lot. He was my first horse. I love you Taz.