I was once told “if you love skiing, don’t open up a store, don’t become an instructor, live in the mountains instead.” In regards to horses, I already was an instructor, couldn’t live away from my animals, and desperately wanted to open up a “storefront.” I don’t know much about skiing, but I do know a lot about horses. The speed, the adrenaline rush; it’s all the same thing as skiing but with an added element of comraderie.
Baby Doll Her sweet expression and long black tail starts my heart racing; my steps fail. She turns and nickers, stomps and sighs. She's beautiful with big brown eyes. That eager face and so-soft nose makes me tingle down to my toes. I can't react, but start to giggle. My silly mare makes her lips wiggle. She reaches for my pocket, there, and knows she must ignore my hair. Of course there is a treat in store, but give one treat and she wants more.