When I was a little girl I had one of these magnificent animals. It was the greatest pleasure I had, riding off on my palomino. I was very young, I started riding before I could walk, but my parents did not worry too much about me, this horse knew the limits of my allowed range and she would not go past it. She would also go down on her front knees so that it was easier for me to get on, like I said I was pint size. I have a neighbour that has several horses and every time I pass by I wish I could ride again. What I would give to ride on a trail of fallen leaves… such wonderful memories.