Lord, What Fools These Mortals Be

Yes I am quoting the great Shakespeare. No I am not going to go into a lecture about A Midsummer Nights Dream and the evil little fairy Puck. Although that would make for one interesting entry. The approach I am looking for is the quote itself. I find it to be true. Well actually I find it true when it comes to the Colonial Spanish Mustang Breeds all over.

These breeds aren't looked at as important.

You take a nice clipped, trimmed, propered, polished, and good looking horse, throw in the fancy breed name, the pretty ribbons and expenses of todays horse world and you got yourself something important.

Well that's what you would think, that is what they want you to think. A horse isn't supposed to be measured in hands, expenses, ribbons, earnings, pedigrees, or much else. Actually that is exactly how they are measured.

Here is how they should be measured. They are measured by the heart. The loyalty and love they show to the owner who loves them back. A horse is great. But look at it like this. People want the biggest, the best, the fastest, and the prettiest. In our eyes the Spanish Mustang horses are all of these things and much more. The world doesn't want that. The selected few who have learned that that is not the way to think understand the need to keep these breeds. Which is why we say to ourselves sometimes; Lord What Fools These Mortals Be.

Here is my beautiful Corolla, Toeks(Matoaka), loving up to the camera.