Friday, June 5, 2015

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There is snow on the ground. It is cold on my hooves. I feel compelled to run in it. I have friends around me who look like they feel the same. I will now run through this amazing plush snow. My hooves rip up the nicely placed snow and now I have it all over me. It is so much fun. The others are doing the same and look like they feel the same way. This feeling is so mysterious. I hope my human friend will join me the next time is see her. My heart is beating. I am throwing snow everywhere and it’s amazing.  Some of the others don’t want to run but I don’t care I love this so much. I feel so free. My life is complete. I am a horse and I feel my heart pumping as I gallop through this snow field. I love running through the grasses during the warm season but this is also so enjoyable. I feel like everybody feels this way. But when I see my human friend I don’t always believe that. When I see her she is so happy to see me but when she is on me I can feel other issues. Sometimes she will tell me about them but most of the time she doesn’t need to. For her it seems I am sometimes a stress relief but all of the time I can feel the love from her. I help her with relieving the stress by being stubborn and when I know that annoyance is gone I will behave for her. When she is over her stress when then have the greatest time together jumping and galloping around. During the summer we will be outside and do the same things in a field. The field is way more fun than the ring but it’s still so much fun. When we are out in the fields she really lets me go full speed and we feel the power together. I can feel and hear that she is having the best time. I am overjoyed by this feeling as well. I feel overjoyed when I am jumping to but I love running just as much. There are other people that get on me but they are never the same as this girl. She is the perfect height. She weighs just right and I love how she holds the reins. She doesn’t use too much leg so my stomach barely gets touched, which is nice. I don’t have to intimidate her because of inexperience. She can really understand how I want to go. She is the perfect rider for me. I see her on other horses and she is comfortable on them but not the same connection as us. I watched her ride a friend of mine, sheriff. He loved how she rode him. She was working with him on Thursdays for about 2 or 3 months. She did amazing with helping him understand how to jump correctly and run the correct way in the ring. When we started being together in that lesson again I noticed that sheriff didn’t like other riders and was starting to get really temperamental.  They decided that no one would ride him again for lessons and stopped getting him out of the paddock. This saddened my human. But she still loved me. She also rode some others that were horrible when it came to most riders but with her they were perfect. I don’t know what she does but all horses just seem to love her. But they can’t have her she’s mine and I know I’m hers. She can enjoy other horses but I know she loves me the best. Though I hear she want this black horse but it seems she doesn’t want him/her while I’m around because she doesn’t want me to get too jealous.  She’s the best human a horse could have. J

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