I'm mourning the loss of my favourite horse. He died at an age where most horses are just begining their lives. The worst part about it is he was perfectly healthy when he died, he was shot because he couldn't race. Such is the life of a racehorse.

If there was ever a gentle giant, Maax was certaintly one. He was one of the biggest horses at the track, towering over everyone. At first glance, he looked, well, ugly. But his character made up for his appearance. I was his mommy, after looking after him daily for nearly a year. Every morning he'll stick his head out of his stable to greet me. One thing Maax loved was his feed. Everyday he would eagerly wait for me to bring up his bucket of food and each time he saw that white bucket, he would start neigh-ing, as if to say " feed me please mommy, i'm hungry" Each day, his feed bin would be clean, he never left one crumb. It was a joke at our stable that the day Maax didn't finish his food was the day that he felt sick. Even after a hard race, when most horses would be too tired to eat, there he would be chomping away.

It's hard to describe our relationship in words, but everyone who saw us knew we have something special. Before he was sent away, I visited him everyday and spent hours with him cos I knew I would never see him again. When I received news of his death yesterday, it just confirmed what I had suspected all along. So Maax, where ever you are, know that mommy loves you very much.

In memory of Maax, 01-01-99 to 01-06-04 " The horse who brought so much joy into my life"

I have gotten my provisional driving license! Which means I can now drive on the road with an instructor! 2 more lessons then my test and hopefully I'll be zooming around on my brand new Vespa in no time. Only problem is breaking the news to my parents. My dad is quite cool but mom is going to freak out when she finds out I'm riding a motorbike. She doesn't even know I have been taking lessons. In the meantime, I shall just drool over my dream scooter.