It's a widely known fact that I can fit horses into any trip, vacation, or adventure I go on. And last weekend was no exception.

After attending a wedding in Omaha, Neb., my boyfriend and I started the 12+ hour drive back to Kentucky early yesterday morning. After noticing that my trusty GPS was routing us a different way home than we'd come to the Cornhusker State, I began wondering if we'd be driving through St. Louis, Mo. Sure enough, we would be.

Clydesdale Filly

I enjoyed a nice cuddle with this very cute Budweiser Clydesdale filly at Grant's Farm in St. Louis.

As I began furiously searching on my phone for the information I was looking for, my boyfriend chimed in, "I'm not stopping anywhere..."

"But the Budweiser Clydesdales live in St. Louis!" I lamented.

After a brief discussion about how far out of the way the farm was located and how long a visit would take, Adam finally agreed to take a detour. I could hardly wait!

When we arrived at Grant's Farm (home of the Clydesdales), we walked around the property (where these horses live like royalty!), visited with some of the massive horses, and even cuddled a very cute filly (see photo at left). And yes, I insisted upon having a photo taken with a Budweiser Clydesdale.

When it was our turn to get our photo taken with a Clydesdale, the worker holding the 18+ hand "Scott" laughed and handed her walkie-talkie to the photographer.

"He keeps taking it out of my pocket," she said. "He's 17, but he doesn't know it yet!"

After striking up a conversation with the worker, I learned that after the horses are started in training as 2-year-olds, they're paired with an experienced horse when it's time for them to join the hitch. They'll continue working in a hitch until the strenuous work becomes too much.

"When they don't want to work anymore, they're retired here," the worker said. She explained that a lot of the aging Clydesdales--like Scott--aren't ready to fully retire when they leave the hitch; these horses are used in a few different capacities at Grant's Farm, she said. Sometimes they pose for photos with fans and visitors in one-hour shifts. Other times, she explained, they appear at private functions at the farm.

"We get them all cleaned up and their (manes and tails) pulled up like they're going in the hitch," she relayed. "The horses just eat it up."

And if a horse just doesn't want to do anything anymore, she said, they either live out their days at the farm or are rehomed ("A lot of our workers here just happen to have Clydesdales at home," the worker laughed).

After we had our photo snapped, we said good bye to Scott and his handler and continued on our drive home.

Have you had any great Budweiser Clydesdale experiences? Share your stories below!