This weekend, we were supposed to bring Clarisse along to the race course. No, we’re not heading to the main stands or punting but to the horse barns instead. My dad has a friend who owns a horse supplies business and also works as a trainer there. We were suppose to meet him this morning but too bad, he called us last night to cancel the appointment due to personal reasons and re-schedule it something next week. It would’ve been Clarisse’s first opportunity to see a full-grown horse up close. I can only imagine how excited she’d be seeing a horse within touching distance. And perhaps even touch and pet one.