I remember how much I wanted a horse when I was a kid. It was an overwhelming desire to possess such a magical beast, one that could take me many places and not necessarily those located on a map. This wanting, needing starts so early many of us can’t remember a time when a horse wasn’t somewhere in our imaginary universe. I think I wanted a horse even before I had met one in person. So I am watching with a wistful happiness as a young friend of 15 gets her first horse and a love affair begins. She has had Dakota for only a few days but already you can see the bond of affection. It conjures up, in one big swell, a lifetime of gratefulness for the profound influence that horses have had on me.
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Article excerpt posted on Sidelinesnews.com from Chasin’.
