My father was a horse trainer and he bought, sold and traded horses all the time. When we came home from school we never knew whether a favorite horse would still be on the premises.

One trotter (NOT pig knuckles) that came off the track and that we had for years was named 'Trueboy'. One of those human-oriented animals that prove and disprove a lot of misconceptions. I'd love to see a thread with first-person stories of horses and dogs.