When I was about 6 years old, my cousin moved to Kentucky. She started riding by the time we went up to visit for the first time. I was 7 when I got to ride one of their horses, Freckles. I always liked horses, but riding Freckles made me love them. It made me feel so happy being up in that saddle. Feeling his every mood. Ever since that experience, I always wanted a horse. When I was.. eh, I'd say about 8, my cousin was in town and she made me a Barnmice account. I was so into it.…