Oh Chicago that hug, that says it all right there! I love the drafties! We had 5 at the guest ranch and they were my babies. One summer the barn gals we had were scared of them and they'd enter the pasture whip in hand afraid they'd come near them. Whut!?!?!?!

I rode ones that were solely broke to drive and they could care less. Oh how I loved hugging them, and their big, broad comfy backs. We had a draft cross named Junior who for the longest time didn't realize he was big. His best buddy was a little white pony and he'd pack around kids no problem.

I have zero use for one but I've always wanted a draft. Maybe some day, for grins and giggles.

If I had to venture a guess I'd say Chuckie was perhaps a Breton? http://www.worldofhorses.co.uk/horse...eton_horse.jpg Or some sort of Belgian cross.