The ride is over, kids Human Nature Something about horses captivated me. Maybe it was the satisfying clippity-clop of their hooves against the ground. Maybe it was the way their manes and tails flickered in the wind. Or maybe it was the countless hours I spent watching and rewatching the movies “Cloud: Wild Stallion of the Rockies” and “Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron” every Sunday, without fail. When I wasn’t watching Cloud or Spirit on a television screen, I was lost in thought about what life would be like if I were a horse. I filled entire sketchbooks with poorly drawn imp...