In The Light with Jo

Oh my..I was just commenting on a friends pic of her & a couple horses(beautiful by the way)and it just WHOOOOM brought on a rush of memories. Gotta love memories!!! My grampa bought me a horse when i was around 12, i named him Jo(dont ask me why..lol) He kept him at his house, i lived in town about 20 miles from him. My parents would take me out on the weekend to c and ride him. He would only walk about 3 blocks from gramps house, would not cross the bridge down the road or past the party store the other way. I thought it was weird. He bit my shoulder once, i was feeding him sugar cubes and turned to walk away n he nipped my bit my shoulder. No blood but there was teeth marks..lol. I turned real fast and slapped his snout and walked away...course i was back again for a ride. lol  Loved that horse, dont even remember what breed his was, just that it was a "he" and he was tan colored. I don't remember when he left or why...  strange how some memories are like crystal clear n others r dim or not even visible at all.  I have too many of the invisible ones, but very thankful for the bright and dim ones!!!!!!!! 
I also had a weird thought about how alike horses n dogs are. Except, of course, you can ride a horse...