I love this one horse, he's not mine, but I love him and he loves me too. 
Truman is the cuddiest horse I ever met, but boy is that horse moody. He might be cuddling and nuzzling my hair, then next time, he's aloof and doesn't want to be touched. He's like a parrot! Cuddly, but moody. One day he is so sweet, other days he's like give me the carrots then leave me alone. 
Though I visited him the day after I lost Wes. I went up to his stall and he stuck his head out. I hugged his neck and he rested his head on my shoulder. I just stood there and cried. He's such a sweetie, I think he knew I was sad. Thank you old boy! 
Truman is the cuddiest horse I ever met, but boy is that horse moody. He might be cuddling and nuzzling my hair, then next time, he's aloof and doesn't want to be touched. He's like a parrot! Cuddly, but moody. One day he is so sweet, other days he's like give me the carrots then leave me alone. Though I visited him the day after I lost Wes. I went up to his stall and he stuck his head out. I hugged his neck and he rested his head on my shoulder. I just stood there and cried. He's such a sweetie, I think he knew I was sad. Thank you old boy! 
