Hold me back!

When I was stationed at Fort Polk Louisiana I would take my dog for a walk every night. At the end of our street there was a pasture with horses and whenever we walked by he would strain at the leash and bark at those horses. Well, one night he started carrying on and I let go of his leash, when he all of a sudden realized that he was loose it suddenly sunk in that the horses were a lot larger than him and he skidded to a halt, ran back to me and looked at me like I'd lost my mind. Dogs are funny.