I love horses... they are so unpredictable yet they encompass such beauty I cannot even begin to explain. I have been riding horses since I was 11, and I never get bored of sitting and watching them run, play and even fight. I remember the days of sitting underneath Mac, a Belgian horse with the temper of a kitty cat. Up in Clark's back field, (RIP Clark, you are dearly missed) I would sit under the long legs of Mac while he shielded me from all danger. He was big, he was strong, but mostly he was harmless. I trusted this 2000 pound animal more with my life then I did anything else...
