My boy is a sweet horse. The only horse I've ever owned. To this day, there is no other horse I would rather ride or call mine. I really don't want to own another horse. Ever.
Even with our three mishaps.
If you are a newer reader, you can read about the saddle snafuu here, the asshat in the van here and the worst accident part 1 and part 2. One can only hope I am done with hitting the ground. Not realistic, I know. But one can hope.
Even when his youthful type antics show up.
Koda is a trusty solid mount. However he doesn't just hand you everything, and continues making me a better horsewoman.
I can honestly say, I will never be bored.
He is smart, and will do everything for you (if you let him). Especially if it means he gets back to filling his tummy sooner. Koda is food
obsessed motivated, one of his less desirable qualities.
My boy has ruined loping any other horse for me. His lope is what most can only dream of, and feels like what it must feel like floating on a cloud.
At times I make Koda sound really naughty, but know he is just being a typical horse. I am whimpy. It doesn't take much for me to feel challenged.
There is a softer side to him.
He really enjoys being groomed and adores any kind of body work/care.
I love his big doe eyes, Fabio locks, and more importantly his interesting personality! I wouldn't trade him for the world.