On Four Hooves and a Prayer

Like probably any horsecrazy woman will tell you, my obsession with all things equine started at a very young age.  Despite not having horsey parents, I was drawn to horses as early as I can remember.  My poor parents probably hoped it was a phase (especially as more and more Breyer horses started taking over my play space) – but it wasn’t.  And finally, when I was eight years old, I was old enough to start taking riding lessons.

Although I was never really keen on showing as a child (it gave me way too much anxiety!), I was a confident, fearless rider.  I always wanted to jump higher, canter faster, ride as often as possible, and do anything and everything with horses. Continue Reading