The first horse that got me hooked or my first horse? I'll tell both.
I remember this so clear, and I was 3 when it happened. My parents took a trip to Silver Dollar City and I remember seeing this guy with a white horse. I remember it being so pretty and I wanted to pet it. The man let me ride and walked me around on him a little and I remember feeling so big! Fast forward 30+ years, I was looking through some old pics with my hubby while visiting my parents and came across the pic of me on this "beautiful white horse". It was the most beat down looking white mule, but I'm grinning so big and I look so happy. I believe it was that horse (mule) that bit me with the horse bug.
At 18 my parents got my first horse, a grey Arabian gelding named Victor. He was awesome, the best first horse anyone could ask for. I swear, he always went one step more than what I felt capable of but only at the right time. He made me a confident rider and taught me so much. I have owned many since but none have I ever felt such a connection with. He truly was my heart horse and I stopped trying long ago to ever find one like him again.