This is Oscar. I love all my horses but Oscar was something special.He broke tailgates, he led others astray and the feedroom was always under seige.The sight of a headstall had him walk off just fast enough to out pace me. That said,if a horse hug was needed he was always handy. He would thoughtfully chew on my hat while standing with me if I had a problem to mull over on the rail. We saw quite few sunsets together.Miss him every day, always will I guess.
He was a very good friend.He was`nt much of a race horse, but he tried his best be a saddle horse, even though the whole sitting on his back thing messed with his head a bit.He had the usual standardbred take on life eat, sleep, do as little as possible.While being ridden he always tried to keep an eye what was going on up there,as a result he would walk into trees and fences on a regular basis.A small dent to the pride and we were off again.Personality plus.