As a kid I was totally HORSE CRAZY. I collected anything to do with horses, figurines, pictures, books, you name it. For my 8th grade graduation my dad bought me a horse, well he was at that size right between being a pony and and a horse which was the perfect size for me (5ft tall). Dad built a small one horse barn where he could get in out of the weather with a small corral attached. It was my job to feed and take care of him. I don't think I ever saw him go in that stall except when I fed him. I remember seeing him with icicles hanging from his mane and several inches of snow on his back.