The White Horse
This might be the most important horse story you read all day, or at least one of the top three.
I know a man who frequently visited Scotland as a child. His extended family there owned a business delivering milk in horse-drawn carriages.
Among the horses in the stable, one was particularly prized by the family: the white horse whose name the man couldn’t recall.
This clever horse had learned his route so well that he could walk it with minimal guidance. He even knew which houses to visit. (I don’t know if he could recite each customer’s order. The man didn’t say.) …