A Fresian galloping
When I was 4 I was first introduced to horses. There is a girl scouts camp close to my home. They have horses that they bring up during the summer. I was taking a walk with my mom and the horses were there. When got to the fence this one horse came up to me, her name was Wendy. She was the only horse that would come to me. She was a medium brown, black mane and tail with a star on her. She was so pretty. When I was 7 she passed away. I will always remember the horse that always came up to me.