Dimples was my first horse love. She was that horse that loved to be with me, and I loved to be with her. If I would walk into her pasture, she would stop grazing and come to stand with me. If I took a chair with me to spend time just being with her, she would come and stand with her head over me. We just really enjoyed each others company.
Like the other riding school horses, she spend her days out in the pasture, and was stalled at night. Every night, she would wait to be brought in. She knew the drill. She was a working girl and not such an easy keeper so she got grain when she came in. She would walk in her stall, check her bucket for the grain, then turn back round and go back to the door.
She had the luxury of being right in the barn doorway, so in warm weather she had an outdoor view. She didn't care about her grain like the others. She just stood gazing outside, like in the photo. I could feel her longing to be free and she shared her vision with me. I loved to stand with her in these times. She would often rest her head on my shoulder.
The first lessons Dimples taught me:
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