My dad loved horses and owned a Saddlebred when he was in high school. They lived in the house that had belonged to my grandmother's parents and it had a small stable on the property. It's because of my father that I was able to have my first horse as a kid. He intervened and I got one. I'm inclined to believe it is genetic, I am more my father than my mother, for which I am very thankful. He had plenty of faults, he pacified and covered for and enabled a sociopathic personality until he died. He had a deep self-centeredness which simply could not allow disruption in his life. So, his son walked out on him as well as her and he never really overcame it. I got the horse gene, his son did not. Which means he probably has a large retirement account!
My only child has no interest in horses. He wasn't raised with them, my childhood horse died right after he was born and I boarded the horse I got when he was a teenager. So he didn't have exposure. I'm inclined toward the belief he wouldn't have interest in them if he'd had exposure. Ah, well. I more than make up for it. I still have fifteen of the hay gobbling beasts. They are getting old, but doing it better than I am. The thirty year old mare died in December, leaving two twenty-seven year olds the title of oldest. The youngster of the group is a sixteen year old mare. Most are in the twenties. Some people have large families. I have horses.
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Those are some Fine Horses! My Dad's biological Father I was told raised Race Horses in New Hampshire. Very unusual he prospered doing something so lucrative like owning Race Horses, since he was Native American at a time when Tribal People rarely owned much and rarely lived outside of a Reservation. But I guess he was a real Horse Whisperer or something, he died quite Young tho' so my Dad has hardly any Memories of that time and his Widowed Mom and all the Kids were sent to live on a Rez in Oklahoma, where most are to this day. The Man was once a Mounted Police Officer in between his lengthy Military Career. After Vietnam he was out of the Service a brief time and did some Police Work as a Civilian and along with undercover Narcotics work he enjoyed the Mounted Police Work, he's good with Horses, I'm terrified of them. I Admire their Beauty, from a distance, you'd have to give me a very Old Nag to be brave enough to get on! *LOL*
It is amazing he was able to thrive in that business at that time. Horses are in my blood, but my son doesn't have it. He says they scare him, too.
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