Beautiful horses!

For a short time, my grandmother had a neighbor who had an old clydesdale, and he would allow the grandkids to come over and ride him as long as we promised to only walk, because he thought the horse was too old for anything else. He was a gentle sweet horse, but boy it sure seemed like I was up on a mountain when I sat on his back!

You are really lucky to be able to work with them on a regular basis!