My old gelding, Dakota. Man, I miss that boy. He was a complete knucklehead most of the time, but boy was he a cute mover. Didn't hurt that he was my favorite color: a nice bright bay with some chrome.
Doing his impression of a mule:
And then there's my baby boy. Wouldn't trade him for the world.
I love this pic simply because of the funny comment one of my friends made about in on Facebook. She and I trail ride together (although we didn't go on this ride together) and she said "I can hear his beat now...ka-tunk, ka-tunk, ka-tunk...lol" Yep, that's my boy...shaking the earth as he goes!
FUZZY!! I think they should make a stuffed animal out of my boy. Wouldn't you just love to cuddle up with that on a cold winter night?!
Last few aren't my horses, but I took the pics.
This is Aristotle, a 17.3hh holsteiner that belonged to the people my friend leased her barn from. He was GORGEOUS!
And this is Molly, an OTTB that boarded at my friend's barn.
And yes, all my favorite horse pics are of my boys (plus a couple I've known).