How We Met

My old riding instructor owned Ozzy, he was the horse that I was always wanting to ride but couldn't because he was under worked and very energetic. Finally one day my riding instructor told me I could ride him. Our first ride was far from a dream... we did a lot of walking and circles and by the time we were done he was lathered in white foam. A couple months later, however, I got back on him and we went through a lesson that was a dream. He did jumps and listened to me perfectly. My teacher told me that she had never seen anyone ride him like that and asked me if I would like him.
It took me a while to decide, I'm sad to say, but when he was in danger of being sold to someone else I finally jumped in and said I would take him. Three months later I walked him back to my house and he became mine..