I got my love of horses from my grandmother. She didn't have horses, but she adored them and her house was full of horse-related items that I've inherited. My dad joked that horse was my first word. My grandparents encouraged my love of horses, much to my parents’ dismay.
I remember my grandpa taking me to meet the hounds when they met in our home town. I was about three years old and the hounds were as big as I was. I was captivated by horses.
When I was a bit older I used to make saddles and bridles for my Sindy horse.
