Most homes have cats and dogs. In our home, we have horses.
Ever since my youth, I have enjoyed and been involved with horses. Fortunately, we lived on a ranch, where I grew up. My father, a teacher by profession, felt it was important that I learned where food and clothing actually come from. It was a long learning path that I needed to take. I was not very patient and had a lot of dreams that involved going to live in the city.
My father always encouraged my dreams and agreed to me leaving. The only thing that he asked for is that I learned how to work in my chosen field and be successful at it. If once I had done this I still wanted to leave, then he would be perfectly fine with it. I took him at his word and set out to learn as much as I could from him. The following morning, work started at 4:30 a.m.
It was tough getting up at that time and it would be the first of many days of arduous work. He taught me to milk the cows, clean their stables and groom the animals. It was difficult learning to do all of that and then learning everything there was to know about crops, but the more I learned about it, the less I wanted to leave the farm. It turns out that working on the ranch gave me a whole new sense of purpose.
Working there made me discover how beautiful horses are. When I was a little kid, I didn’t really pay much attention to them. But when I had the chance to work with them, it made me see all the things they were capable of and got me interested in them. My father taught me how to ride and before long, I wanted to participate in competitions.
We had a couple of very good horses and after about 5 years of practice, I could participate in my first race. The horse I rode on that first race was named “Diamond.” He would be my companion for many races and my friend. When you ride horses, your horse almost becomes a part of you. I really enjoyed working with him, feeding him, bathing him, and grooming him.
I discovered that horses are very intelligent and sensitive animals. They tend to be very much in tune with the people they are with. You learn to see all the ways they communicate in once you have been around one long enough. When I look into my horse’s eyes, I do not see an animal. I see a living being. I see a friend. I see a family member. I feel a soul.
The woman in the following video probably thought the same thing. That is until her horse does something in front of the camera, that she wasn’t expecting!
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