One of the parks we frequent has a series of "bridle paths" - paths for horses and their owners. These paths are shared by horse and pedestrian alike, though folks with horses aren't allowed off these paths. I'm happy to share this space with them...my only complaint is the piles of poop left in their wake. Andy charges at these piles like they're little mounds of heaven. You know he would be up to his eyeballs in horse poop if we just gave him the chance. He does occasionally manage to grab a mouthful of the stuff. Gross!
The first time Andy encountered a live horse he cowered in fear. I think he was confused by the strange looking "dog" and intimidated by the sheer size of it. The pup has since gotten over his fear now that he's seen horses a half dozen times or so. In fact, Andy will actually bark at them and try to go towards them - like he wants to play with them...or eat them. It's hard to say. We came across this statue of a man on a horse in the middle of a different park the other day. We've actually visited the statue before but this was the first time Andy actually took notice of it. The boy got really excited and kept trying to get a better look at it. And then he barked. He barked and acted like he wanted to play with the horse. Or eat it...it's hard to say.