Okay, Anneliese, I am going to take this even farther. About 2 1/2 years ago I bought my TWH, Hunter. For about two weeks, I went around grunbling, "I have made a HUGE mistake." The horse had some very seious baggage.
I began to ride him a lot, handle him a lot, spend plenty of time with him and I began to appreciate some things about him. Hope this doesn't come off as too weird, but I decided to sort of "invest" myself in him. I determined to like a horse who didn't particularly relate to people at all, including me. The more I willed myself to like him, the more I actually did like him. Yesterday morning he actually came to meet me when I went our to ride him (this is about the third time in three years) and I can now handle him with a loose cotton rope over his neck. He's a great horse and may now be my favorite of many we've owned, but it did not happen over night or automatically. Nancy
