When I was young I realized I liked the idea of horses more than I liked being even six feet away from the big gigantic things. And they bite. And kick you if you touch them correctly, and I’d never had anything bigger than Lizzy, my five inch lizard, as a pet. Again I remind you horses are big especially if you’re a little kid.

Mindy owned a horse and talked me into struggling onto Sun’s BARE BACK. Sun knew he was in control, reared up, but not as high as the one below, “Grab his mane.” Mindy yelled. I thought this was very rude; you don’t go around pulling people’s hair and I didn’t imagine animals would like it either, but out of desperation I grabbed. Sun trotted. If I’d ever been under the illusion horses were cute trotting would have cured me. Soon he galloped which was better until I saw WE were heading for a six foot fence. Straight on for the fence.  nancymauerman.com

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