Arabians and TBs. I loved watching the races as a kid. The first horse I ever fell in love with was a grey arabian gelding. I was 12 and that became my dream horse. Specifically, I love the dark and rose greys. Then, last year I met a man who breeds Egyptians (he's friends with a woman at my barn) and he offered this colt to another woman at the barn (this was at a horse show). This woman told me about it jokingly because she had no interest in this horse. I asked what color and she said grey. I think I was instantly in love with a horse I'd never seen. He was not even 2, a stud colt, relatively unhandled, and had spent almost his entire life in a pasture. He didn't even have a permanent stall. He shared with another stud colt when they came in at night. I told the breeder's friend that I would be very interested in looking at him. She arranged it, I looked at him 2 weeks later, and he was at my barn on my daughter's birthday 3 days later. Definitely a dream come true for me. He's been an amazing horse and has made a complete 180 from when he first arrived as a wild, unkempt tangled mess. He even had matts on his belly from shedding out, but not getting it brushed off. He's my baby now.
The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse's ears. ~Arabian Proverb