Went for horseback riding last sat, my first time ever! This 91 years old WWII veteran teacher signed me a horse with lots of spots.
I thought my first horse would be pretty... smooth skin, and shinning mane....
My first glance at "spotty" was terrifying, I thoguht he got some kind of skin disease. I kept telling myself " you going to spend sometime with him, might as well start to love him". I started to gently touch him, wishing that would create some kind of bound between us.
As a result, he refused to move when I dragged him; and I screamed when I got onto him.
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