Dream Horse

Have you found it? We all have that ideal horse in mind. Few of us find it exactly. I did find mine. It's a funny story. I searched for a BIG horse with presence. You know what I'm talking about. Diesel is it. My neighbors introduce me as "the owner of that huge sorrel gelding". He is something to brag about. Though plain in color, he has a look that grabs your attention from a distance. And personality, ta boot.

But, is he my dream horse? No. Simple as that. Not because he is lazy and has a mild attitude. Not because he's not bay, my fav. He's not my dream horse because he is not Miss Priss. It took finding my dream horse to realize I already had it. Miss Priss is just a plain, little Quarter Horse with funny Appy color that people mistake for roan. She's unregistered. She moves like a pony. She does not have presence. She's under 15 hh. Crazy eyes. Pretty damn good conformation, though. She's held up well, considering. Tough little gal. Done it all.

Miss Priss IS my dream horse. Because she takes care of me. Because she is a very pleasant ride. Because she is safe. Because we have a bond that only time makes. She is special. Offer me a billion dollars for her. I'll laugh and tell you she's worth more. And I mean it. My life is blessed. I found my dream horse.