TexasJerseyMilker
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My first horse loved deep water and swimming. You could not keep her out of it. Sometimes I could see something's head swimming across the lake down there and thought it was an alligator (Texas). It was her head. In another pasture she lived with a young stallion to pasture breed as she was hard to settle. There she would go, swimming across the pond and the young stud wanting to follow so badly so he would go in the water but could not figure out how to swim. So he would wade out then rear and hop on his hind legs across the pond like the white stallions of the Spanish Riding School.