I saw an amazing thing yesterday. I have been taking my 30 yr old son who is autistic and has a mental age of about 10, up to the farm where I board my two Clydesdales to get him used to horses. He is getting more confident as my two boys are so laid back and as Adrian doesn't speak, doesn't do eye contact and can't read expressions on people's faces, the horses are wonderful with him. Well we went to catch the horses in the field to bring them home for supper. Anyway, the younger horse, Saxon (aged 18months) started nuzzling my son and then trotted off a few yards before coming back and doing the same thing again. My son, who doesn't speak very much, seemed to get a message and followed. Saxon broke into a trot and Adrian, my son started to run. Saxon waited until Adrian caught up and then side by side, horse and young man ran together across the field. The look of joy on my son's face was worth more than any lottery win. Saxon, like my other Clydesdale will never, ever be for sale. Those boys have given me some of the most wonderful moments and they are priceless.
Here is Saxon just before he left his breeders in Ireland to come to me.