Wanting to add a picture of myself, this is me on my 'war horse'. Called this due to his personality and actions that reflect the behavior traits of a war horse (rather than pleasure horse). I did not want him, I was only watching him for the person whom I was trying to buy a home through until she could get him off the property. He got loose one day, No fence, he was on a rope tether and I went to the end of his rope, ignoring him, hoping he would become curious and come to me, I walked to it focusing my sight only on the clasp, picked it up, messing with it in my hands, staring at it, only to then see out of the corner of my eye, a grizzly bear, around 15 - 20 feet away from me to my right. The horse was around 150 feet to my left, and came charging (I thought, at me), ran behind me, and body slammed the bear. The woman who 'owned' him, could not find a buyer for him nor boarder for him in over 2 years, so I told here I would take him. That is how I ended up with a horse, I didn't want, other than wanting him off the property. He put his life on the line for mine rather than run away, so I owed him one. He is right outside my window watching me as I type this.