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When I was younger my father bought me a horse and the most beautiful black English saddle. I loved both the horse and the saddle. Something about the English saddle was so much more classier and sophisticated than the Western saddle. I rode my new horse with that saddle every day. I loved when my father would help me oil the saddle. I loved how it made the saddle new again. As I became a better rider, I was able to compete in dressage and show jumping. Those are such fond memories of my childhood, memories I hope to one day recreate for my children. My hope is that my daughter will one day love that English saddle as much as I do. My First English Saddle When I was younger my father bought me a horse and the most beautiful black English saddle. I loved both the horse … Se