Check out Patricia’s blog Experiments in Training Equines. This is a blog with soul.

She writes about her first horse. Later on, I would ride her into town (20 miles). Sometimes I would just use a little kite-string for tack. You could tie her with a thread to a parking meter on a busy street, or put her in hobbles on a grassy lawn. I loved to be riding down the street and encounter kids that wanted to go for a horsey ride. She didn't like to move fast, but she was as reliable as the sun in the sky. When we would camp out in the forest, I would sleep on the ground in my sleeping bag and my filly would stand over me like a mare does with a foal. The first time I woke up to find myself boxed in by four hooves, I thought it was a little scarey, but after a few minutes I felt perfectly safe and went back to sleep.

I slept in the barn with my percheron horse Toby not all that long ago. Good thing I had a tenacious heeler dog to keep an eye on him, although the worst thing he did while looming over me all night was to nibble my knees.