So I have a confession to make, till I got Ace I never really liked Arabians... I thought they where high strung fire crackers. All though one of my favourite books growing up was Marguerite Henry's King of the Wind. It tells the story of the Godolphin Arabian, ancestor of the modern Thoroughbred.
Oh and that scene from The Black Stallion! Who didn't want to be that little boy, riding a Arabian stallion bareback and bridle-less down a beach.
So I never hated Arabians, they just weren't my cup of tea. I would prefer a easy going Quarter Horse, till I got Ace. He is so easy going loving smart cookie of a horse.
I was told by someone "you shouldn't have got an Arab for your first horse" and "Arab's are scared of everything"
While Ace isn't necessarily spooky he does take a lot more notice of his environment than the other horses. Originally, the fact that they noticed something different could have meant the difference between life or death.
I have for a while tried to scare Ace with plastic bags, tarps, ropes and flags. He don't care about much, just the water from the hose on his back legs (we are working on it).
So never judge a book by it's cover I guess... oh and there is never a "bad" horse or breed just bad training, riding and handling.
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