My first memory of horse-love goes back to when I was about 4 years old and somebody sat me up on a grey workhorse called Dolly.
As far as Dolly was concerned she was off duty. Her day's work was done and she had been untacked so her only interest was in eating grass.
She only moved to find the next mouthful.
But the warmth of her body, her steading breathing and satisfied snorts was enough.
I was hooked!
Who was your first horse love?
Extra brownie points if you have a picture 🙂