When I first met Val, I had been diagnosed with terminal multiple sclerosis and hadn’t much longer to live. I was looking for someone to help me find a home for my beloved Russian Arabian gelding, Ptailor Made, who I had raised and trained. Through Val’s assistance, I not only didn’t have to give him up, but I began recovering my health too. Also, I got to watch a remarkable friendship blossom between her and Tailor as he taught her many things. I’m grateful for the extra few years we had together, and for the loving care and support Val so freely provided.In December 2001, Tailor’s lifelong recurring colic episodes got the best of him, and he left us to go teach somewhere else for awhile. We love you Tailor. God speed — until we meet again.