Your life sounds wonderful. I was raised with horses. My other grandmother, paternal one, was a horsewoman. Successful in a man's world. She taught me to ride English. Starting when I was three. I now have a four year old grandson. I cannot imagine him sitting a huge beast like that and riding as I did. Hopefully, when husband retires, he can take this country girl back to where she belongs. Tho I do love San Antonio. Your stories make me "homesick" for the country. And the beasts.