Now I Understand

Do you have any friends who were or still are infatuated with horses?Well I sure do, the real deal, with the sparkly horse stickers all over every folder and binder, the posters on the wall and the frequent comments about how she would rather be riding horses. I never really understood the obsession with the great burly animals until this afternoon. Earlier today was a party for the major donors for the Rainier Valley food bank and a select few of the volunteers, held at a FARM right of of Rainier down south. The hosts' neighbors are the proud owners of 5 large owners and a pair of smaller ponies. 

I started out on the miniature ponies as it was my first time ever bareback riding and I was thrown off on the first attempt, how was I supposed to know not to bother them during their many feeding times? Clearly that didn't faze me enough for I was right back up 5 minutes later telling the lead to walk faster. The owner's son, 11, found great joy in educated us clueless 16 year olds in the way of horse-riding, sparing us no degrading laugh at every whimper and cry when the horses decided to buck of shake. By the end of the evening we were taking jumps and cantering at quite an impressive rate if I can say so myself. It was both a liberating and exhilarating experience, and I cannot wait until the next time I get a chance to ride. I finally understand the obsession and envy those who have possession of such great creatures.