In Search of Greener Pastures

All I ever really wanted was a horse.  And a big dog. But a horse was primary. I announced this to my mother one afternoon when I was about 4. My mother, who also loved horses and big dogs, tried to let me down gently. "Oh Honey," she said sadly. "Our little backyard isn't big enough for a horse or a big dog. It wouldn't be fair to them."  We weren’t “zoned” for horses, and a big dog would need lots of room to run and get exercise. “You would need a ranch for that,” she told