AH!! Horses, now that is the main dream of mine,
Ever since I was a child.I was even bitten on the face as a little kid.
But that did not stop my love for horse's.
To ride atop a steed, the power I feel, the glory. The horse is loyal and loving. Every horse I have had owned has been very special to me.

People love, admire and depend upon horses for their superior versatility and athleticism today, just as they have since 400 B.C. Ancient Bedouin tribesmen of the Middle East put their loyal mounts to the ultimate athletic tests as beasts of burden and a means of transportation. As encampments moved, Arabian horses carried heavy loads over miles of hot desert sand with little food or water. Often quieter than stallions, mares served as war horses, allowing their masters to sneak up on the enemy during tribal raids. These animals were cherished, honored and loved. So crucial were Arabian horses to the Bedouin way of life, they often slept in the family tent on chilly Arabian horses returned the love to their masters, developing an intense protective loyalty and willingness to please. Centuries of close interdependence with man brought forth this horse with sensitivity, intelligence and an ability to bond with humans. The Arabian has the distinction of being the oldest living breed of horse. Equus Agilis, one of the four original species of horse has been identified in modern times as the Arabian horse. While other breeds disappeared or were mixed with different breeds, the Arabian remained essentially the same. Although the first recorded history of the horse was from 3,000 years ago, some archaeologists believe the breed existed as long as 40,000 years ago. Arabian horses made their debut in America during the 1893 Chicago World's Fair, where Bedouins exhibited 29 horses. The breed gradually grew, but it wasn't until the 1940's that Arabians gained widespread popularity through the advent of horse shows. The Indains of the plains thought man and horse were one at first. then the horse became sacred to them. carring them on the hunt, and then into battle.

*************************************************** To ride a horse is to me like being a Angel on top the clouds. Like a eagle in the sky. free to soar above the trees and Mountains. to ride a horse is like breathing to me. a must. for life ebbs and is not complete with out the smell, warmth and love of a horse. To go out to the barn in the morning and hear that nicker of love.. The smell of them are like perfume to me

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He ran with the wind

With wings on his hooves

And our hearts soared with him

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SONG OF THE HORSE

How joyous his neigh!
Lo,the Turquouse Horse of Johano-ai How joyous his neigh!
There on precious hides outspread standeth he; How joyous his neigh!
There on tips of fair fresh flowers feedeth he; How joyous his neigh!
There of mingled waters holy drinketh he; How joyous his neigh!
There he spurneth dust of glittering grains; How joyous his neigh!
There in mist of sacred pollen hidden, all hidden he; How joyous his neigh!
(Navaho poem)

these are Pictures of me on a cross country trail

ride I did.. the pictures were Poloroid, so there not so good. The ride was from Elk Washington to Omak, Took us ten days. it was a great time of my life.
***************************************************************** This Page is dedecated to the memory of Prince, Cougar, Penny and Rebel.... May their souls be free and racing the wind in the pastures of the

rainbow bridge.mp I also going to dedecate this page to the memory of the Murdered Mustangs, that died needlessly in December 98.

They ran the range proud and free.

Nature's perfect creature there ever will be.

The day was warm and the sun was high, the mares and foals grazed and switched at a fly.

The Stallion stood on the hill overlooking the group. Then came a sound he had never heard. The roar of engines up the road.

He screamed a warning to the mares, down the valley he fled. The din was deifying, the scene a horror … Men with guns Came to kill, for sport, for reasons unknown. Man, the one God assigned To care for the horse, And animals of all kinds. Men here with guns.

The smoke has cleared Then all is silent. There is life no more, no more beauty. No more glory.

Their souls and Spirits are forever free. To roam the range proud and free.pp98

DOCS JESSE J TIVIO "JESSIE" AQHA

HORSE HAIR FOUND TO BE POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS!!

Ina press release today, the National institute of health has announced the discovery of a potentially dangerous substance in the hair of horses. This substance, called "amo-bacter equuii"has been linked with the following symptoms in both male and female humans: *Reluctance to cook *Reluctance to perform housework, gardening or even taking out the trash. *Reluctance to wear anything but boots and jeans Reluctance to work, Except to in support of horse or horses *Physical craving for contact with horse (may become and an addiction) Beware if you come in contact with a human affected by the substance, be prepared to talk about horses for hours on end.

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