In growing up, my sister's walls used to be plastered with posters of horses. I didn't know how she could stand having those eyeballs staring at her all of the time. Time changed, and she changed. The horse posters came down slowly and were gradually replaced by various Heavy Metal posters. Speaking of eyes staring at me... I didn't like going into her room for pretty much that very reason... Maybe she knew this and it was her way of keeping pesky little brother out...