Taylor had been at Race Horse Reclaim Thoroughbred Rescue for a little over six months when I decided he was the one.  I had been volunteering for a few months so I was getting to know the horses and like any normal horse lover I loved them all.  However, my heart belonged to Taylor for he picked me as much as I picked him.  The first day I was there volunteering I was standing next to his pen watching the mares and suddenly I felt this weight on my shoulder.  As I redirected my attention, here was this exracehorse with his head resting on my shoulder.  I began to pet him and thought what a sweet horse this was!  That was the beginning of our journey.

Every time I went out to the rescue after that Taylor demanded my attention and followed me around.  I refused to pick the first horse that was nice to me and I kept a fairly open mind...except I kept gravitating back to the same horse.  I began grooming him while I was there, and I'd watch him fall asleep as I brushed him.  He'd bury his face in my chest as I brushed his face (his favorite thing!).   So what do you do when a horse picks you?  You pick them right back!

I don't know what made Taylor choose me as his human, but I am so thankful every day that he did.  He brings such joy into my life, and I think he is the most special horse in the world.  I am thrilled I am able to give him a new life away from the track and get to watch him flourish in his new career.