I've noticed something while playing the utterly fantastic Red Dead Redemption. I kill horses. A lot of horses. Literally a horse every 10 minutes. This poor bastard I ran off a cliff and into a tree.
It's not that I go out of my way to kill the poor animals, I just have terrible luck with them. God help that fabled unicorn when I finally tame it.
Over my years of gaming, I've built a level of trust with my virtual steers. Epona bore me through many trials and tribulations. Argo was my only companion and witness to the Colossi genocide. Yet I can't build any kind of attachment for the horses of Red Dead simply because they don't live longer than a ride to another town.
So to the designers who crafted these magnificent animals and brought them to stunning life like animation, I am sorry. I really don't mean to keep running your horses off cliffs.