I was born and raised around horses. They were my friends, sometimes
my only friends. I was a horse whisperer before anyone ever knew what
a "horse whisperer" was. I had a gift. I could jump on a wild horse and
talk to it and tame it in a short time. I had no fear. My mother said when
I was about three that I would disaapear sometimes but she always knew
where to find me: Out in the stables with the horses! Sometimes we were
all taking a nap with me lying beside a huge horse with my liitle arm up on
it's neck like I was trying to hold a teddy bear. She said she expected to find
me squashed flat as a pancake sooner or later but it never happened. lol
