Izzo was a huge butt. He liked to rip the reins out of your hands and charge at the jumps. He also found it fun to try and bite and kick everything that moves, including brushes. He was the last horse that I rode at my old barn. My old old trainer (not the one that left) was trying to have her students get him to lift up his head, use his hind end, and not charge at the jumps. I had a really amazing last lesson on him considering he hates my guts😂.

we used to say that him okie and a horse named Memphis were all a family!😂😂