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My name is Rootbeer. Guess why? I am a 16-year-old miniature Appaloosa, with a coat of brown, gray, black, and white. My brother, Edward is 17. Although he is older, I am the boss. We’ve been “brothers” six years and I can’t imagine life without him.
Edward is solid black and small—31 inches tall at the withers, the spot where the base of his neck meets his back. He has a gorgeous full, flowing mane and long thick tail. His registered American Miniature Horse name is Royalty’s Full of Pizzazz. He is definitely full of pizzazz! Edward is care-free, an imp, a pest, but lots and lots of fun…I love him.
I’m 34 inches tall, and at almost 250 pounds, outweigh Edward by 50 pounds. I love to run and play but overall, I am quieter and a bit of a worrier. Edward goes with the flow, but I like to know where we’re going, what we will see, and what we’re supposed to do. Life isn’t always like that though. It’s full of challenges and changes—often scary.
The past three years, Rene (Lilly in the book) has helped us face and conquer fears, taught us new behaviors, and worked with us to pass the test to become part of the Pet Encounter Therapy (PET) program at the Helen Woodward Animal Center. In our days before PET, we played, went on walks, slept, and ate. We still do that, but now we work, too. Sometimes we hear people complain about working, but our job is full of new adventures with all kinds of people and animals. Giving to others brings us joy—and lots of loving pats and scratches, plus the occasional carrot.
Rene calls us “Smile Makers.”
What do we do when we go on a therapy visit? Rene and her friends clean us up, lead us to our trailer where we hop in, and start eating from the hay bag hanging up—our restaurant on wheels—so we can eat on the drive to facilities where people live or go to school. The only stressful part of our day is the chaos of the freeways we have to travel. At each new place, Rene and her friends walk us around so we can see and get used to our surroundings. When we’re ready and wearing our fancy work halters and bandanas, people come out to see and pet us. Sometimes they take us for walks, but if someone is in a wheelchair we walk up along side of their chair and stand quietly so the person can pet us. No matter where we go, one thing always happens. People smile. They also say we’ve made their day brighter. After the visit, we get back in our trailer, have some reward carrots, and ride back to our ranch, eating from our hay bag. Back at the ranch, we either run around or rest, because working is sometimes tiring—but always rewarding. Yup, we’re smile makers.