Speaking of getting "hung-up", my first, beloved horse, Daiquiri - a
hot-blooded saddlebred gelding, once got "enmeshed" in a bunch of barbed wire -
I think I was riding him. He stood stock still, and let me carefully
detangle him. I was impressed! I had him for 26 years - got him at
about 4 yo... was it early training, or just plain instinct? And he was a
spookaholic! Rode him fox-hunting way back in my college days, and the
kind of horse that (I blush, ashamed) passed the huntsman, as I kept trying to
real him in - could put an arab to shame (couldn't been endurance???)
Verrrrrry interesting....
