Well... The very very very first horse I ever fell in love with, EVER was a gelding named Chumar. He was an older horse and I was very, very little. He babysat me. And when he passed away, I bawled my eyes out. I think I was in second grade.
My second love was an arab named Chablis. He was the love of my life. I could do anything on that horse. ANYTHING, especially because I was older. Unfortunately, due to some unfortunate events, he was taken away and I never saw him again. I was notified by the owners daughter about a year ago that Chabli passed away at the ripe age of 23.
My third love was Shrek. He was a four year old Mustang and again, the love of my life. (this was more recent. A few months ago actually.) I would do anything for that horse he was one in a million. Amazing personality. However, he had to be sent to South Carolina and it broke my heart. Sometimes, the thought of him still causes my heart to ache. I cry over him alot, still, even though I have my own horse... I feel that theres something that can't be replaced. The very funny thing is, every horse I ever fall in love with are Bay geldings.
I don't think anyone forgets their first love.
"I was eight years old, and I've never forgotten her face when she told me about watching you ride. She told me she saw you, and your horse was dancing in the moonlight."
-- A.C. Crispin's "Sylvester"