Moose and horses

Our first house showing was a 3 bedroom rambler located on Moose road. The Moose animal has been somewhat of an inside joke between Scott and myself from the time he lived in Maine, so is this a sign?
The house was located about 2 miles off of the main road, always a nice thing. The yard was very large and there were some small trees. We walked through the main door and stepped into the kitchen. It was a very dated kitchen, with a wall paper border across the top, very small cabinets and dated appliances.
The entire house was wood floor. It was very pretty and in fairly good condition. When you walked out of the kitchen you could go straight into the kitchen, down to the basement, or left to the bedrooms. The living room was fairly small, and the main window sill showed some fairly serious damage. Termites or just beat up? I'm not sure I want to find out. We also noticed a very dark residue on the ceiling. Grease perhaps?

Several more houses to look at urged us back out the door. Not a bad house, but definitely not what we want.

*The horse house*

We drove about 10 minutes further out of the city and pulled into the next house. It too was a rambler and was being sold because the prior tenants passed away from old age. It was on a large parcel of land and had many large trees. You walk up the ramp (ramp?) and into the front door. The living room was well sized, but very long and narrow. The tv would have to be positioned about 3' from the couch, not really ideal. The kitchen was alright but again, not great. You could then go down another ramp into a porch addition. The bedrooms were very small and strangely arranged. Scott called it "a maze house" because the walls seemed to be placed at random. We walk out the backdoor and see a huge back yard adjacent to a large field with tall grasses. The selling agent tells us the adjacent land would also be our property. While part of me is saying "sweet, lots of land" the other part of me is saying "it's going to take days to mow our yard".
I turned to the side and saw...a miniature horse! Now it just doesn't get any better than having a horse as a neighbor! Then I realize that introducing our dog to horses may not turn out so well.
Again, the house was ok, but not great, and not worth driving over an hour each way every day to work.