Our family grew up with horses. Well, not with them, but they were always around. When I was a kid, we had several. I had my own pony. Her name was Topsy-Turvy and I showed her in 4-H. I even won some ribbons!
Later, I graduated to horses. I remember the first time a horse reared--with me on it! I fell off and wrenched my wrist. I also remember the first time a horse bit me. And when one tried to kick me. But mostly my memories are fond ones.
I. Love. Horses.
That said, I haven't been around them in years. Haven't ridden in eons! So, unlike my sister Barb--a fantastic horseman--I was a tad nervous when we went riding in the mountins on our recent trip to Wyoming.
We had a grand week long adventure, but I have to say, that horse back ride was a highlight for me. Such magnificent animals. To share that moment with my sister was a huge treat! Did I mention, I love horses?