You know, I love to watch all the horse races when they come on. My family, of nine, and I like to pick out a horse, usually by uniqueness of name, and pick it to come in first, or second or third. The one thing I so enjoy about watching horse racing is being able to sit with family. In my youth of fourteen and three quarters I have noticed something in what seems to be all races. The victorious horse always seems to start in the very, very back. When that horse comes to the final stretch it…

I have always loved the Arabian horse and the Friesian horse breed. I love to occasionally you tube videos of the Friesian in action and read and re-read 'My friend Flicka' by Mary O'hara, a book on Arab horses.

I love how majestic the Friesian looks. How they stand tall and proud, with their glossy black coat shining in the sun and their long flowing manes. I love how long their tails are and the feathers that adorn their hooves. The Friesian originally was from the Netherlands along…