Over the Edge - Horse Woman or Horsey Woman?

My dysfunctional relationship with horses began when one attempted to decapitate me by running underneath the overhang of a tin roof when I was 10. I never quite recovered. My sister, on the other hand, has loved horses since she was a toddler. She never played with dolls like most little girls. For Janet, it was always another plastic horse. All of her games and imaginary play involved horses.
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