Every now and then I think back to the meetup in Tennessee and the horseback riding we did. Actually, it's the only kind of horseback riding I've ever done. I don't know what it's like to be on a "real" horse, riding out in the pasture, directing him to go whichever way I want him to go and enjoying the ride as he gallops along. Cripes, I can't even imagine being able to control him properly
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It wasn't really the ride that disappointed me... it was pretty much what I expected and a nice slow trail ride like that isn't really much different from what I frequently do myself. When I have a horse to ride on, anyway. But I felt really bad for the horse that went down - my guess is actually a colic possibly/probably caused by dehydration - and for the horses that were tied at the back of the building, with the sores from their halters. It's just such unnecessary, and easily preventable suffering, and that drives me crazy
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Some beings stay with us for much longer than the time we knew them.... The loss goes on but so do the happy memories. I hope you've been thinking of some of those!
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