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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