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I love their adorable faces peeking out of the barn when we come out of the back door.

I love the greedy little nicker when I carry their grain out to them.

The way they greet my young son with such inquisitive faces and Buck wiggles the pompom on Will's hat....the partnership that develops with a driving horse as you train and learn together to be a team....The companionship that they offer my daughter and pride she develops meeting training goals.

Their warm smell and hay munching sounds when we have the barn door shut against the blustery wind....I love it all...they are a treasured pair of horses.

Angie
 
They are much better than using the crying towel.

When I am really about to have a meltdown I just use whoever is close by to hold onto and hug. They seem to know when things are sad for me and I know you will think I'm nuts, but that is when they seem to be the sweetest and at their most gentle moments.

I love to groom and groom and groom, and add scrunchies and ribbons A LOT. And being Christmas well, that is helping me stay grounded best I can. And contrary to common belief, most of them love the fussing and will stay there for as long as I want to fuss with them.
 
I thoroughly "enjoy" just looking out the window at their happy faces -- that is when I'm not outside feeding, picking stalls, hugging, kissing noses, picking paddocks, etc...... I'm sure you get the drift.
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I enjoy them with fava beans and a nice chianti...

JUST KIDDING, for all those on this forum who don't recognize a joke.

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Anyone who has read my recent posts know that my horses have truly saved my life, or at least my sanity (if I ever had any...)

My horses are first and foremost my best friends, my children, the achievement of my earliest dream. Each of my horses has come to share our lives for different reasons. With each, I consider what he or she loves to do most, and that becomes their "job."

Mingus loves to show off, and he thrives on our partnership. We show together, yet as much as we both love the show ring, we love even more the time we spend in preparation. Mingus and Keith share a similar partnership in liberty and soon in jumping and/or hunter. Our new adventure in driving will enhance the partnership we enjoy. Mingus is a loving, yet dominant, proud horse who demands respect, yet is equally willing to give it in return. He has informed me that he needs a driving harness with loads of patent leather and polishhed brass, and a fine carriage...or perhaps a roadster cart...we'll see...

Thelonius is everybody's best friend. He is quite possibly the cutest horse I've ever seen, and the greatest imp. Thelonius suffered an early life as a veterinary school "procedures" horse, and dislikes being brushed or fussed over. He showed his true calling when, after a parade, he pulled me over to a woman in a wheelchair and laid his head in her lap. His red roan coat will always bear the marks of the procedures done upon him. As a therapy horse, he will show children that we all have scars...some visible, some not.

Flash is mama's little boy. He loves nothing better than to lean against me, unless perhaps it's sitting on Keith's lap. Flash is also our equivalent of "My Little Pony." He is not the type being shown today, but that is just as well, as he has no need to prove his beauty to anyone. His dapple grey coat is the dark, rich color of a precious metal; his flaxen mane reaches his knees, his forelock is almost to his nostrils. Every time I step outside, Flash calls to me. His corral is what used to be our lawn, and so he grazes right outside my office windows, his metallic coat dancing in the sunlighht. Flashh will also be taught to drive, but he'll be into it for the fun.

Scarlet and I proved that love at first sight does occur. Everyone present agreed that we were meant to be. Scarlet has the demeanor of a child at play...dancing her way through life. One of my first books when I was little was about baby animals, titled "Come Play With Me." It might well have been written about Scarlet. She is my playmate, and I look forward to many future adventures, including showing, driving, and great companionship.

With such an incredible family, life if good!
 
I love my "job" of socializing the babies. I sit in with them for hours and let them vie for my attention. At first I touch them a little and then get to the point where I can use them as a foot-stool if I wanted! lol

It is very rewarding to gain a horse's trust. The babies and the ones that have been abused sometimes need a lot of work, empathy and love. There's something about offering a better life to them. If I had the space and money I would have many more than I do because I would adopt all of the hard cases.

I love taking pictures of them.

I love the laughter they provide for me.

I dislike watching one get picked on and I spend lots of time thinking about how I can provide emotional and physical safety for that one. It may be as simple as giving them their own pile of hay or letting them eat separately. Or it may be that I work hard at finding the best companion for them and keeping them separated from the mean ones.

I have a hard time calling them "animals" because they aren't to me.

I have enjoyed reading all the poetic posts here.
 
I show them......

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Take them thru parades....

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Dress them up for holidays....

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Share them at nursing homes, schools, special functions....

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But most of all.....LOVE THEM! :wu

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