I remember falling in love with my first horse... a young bay arab filly that I named Dulcinea... or Dulcy. My sister in law trained her to a saddle in a half an hour. Our favorite past was wading the horses chest deep into the lake, then turning and racing out of the water and up to the top of the hill. Her horse was a warm blood /thoroughbred cross stallion of some sort... but Dulcy always won the race.
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