My blood pressure is up. My foot is hurting as though there is a sharp bone spur in its heel (there is). My horses, sense my discomfort, and challenge my authority. OH, authority you ask? In the horse world there is always an alpha horse that is in charge. This is a good thing, but a pretty tough job for this horse. Owning a horse you learn about this. Mainly, that you have to be the ALPHA horse ABOVE the ALPHA horse! You also have to be the one in charge (the one that shows the way of security) to all of the horses. This is not about hurt, but braveness. Lecturing aren't I? What I am trying to say is, We are human, we have flaws. They are horses. They do not. We have flaws because we take our discomfort for our mind problems, our people problems, our physical problems out on others. It is HARD not to react when you are in pain. We don't mean to. It is always a COMFORT to tell someone of our pain. Get some sympathy and we feel better. We recognize abuse in people, pets, etc., when it is brought to our attention, but rarely do we see the real world. I just want to bring a bit a realization to us having a bad day. We know, we are having a BAD day. Why not STOP when we are having a friggin' bad day and feeling like yelling, or saying things we never would say, except - - we are having a bad day. Unfortunately, if we do not take the energy out on our human's, if we own pets, sometimes, I have seen they get the brunt of it! I heard it tonight. I was having a bad day. Two days, in fact. Worrying about health of one of my horses, and walking like a cripple and trying to convince my horses that "yea," I can defend you from that mountain lion." One look at my hobbling, and they said, "nope, we are taking over!" I knew what was going on, so I am OK with this. But, tonight... My neighbor was bringing her horses to her feet. She had a voice that carried through the air. It was energy filled with pain and evil. I could hear her horses, and mainly her. But, the reaction of my horses was amazing. I wished, just at that moment, I was part of the herd. For they were all one. EVEN THOUGH my horses have not met these horses. They have from seeing them across the street. Any way, the woman, was screaming, and whipping her horses. My horses left their hay. Left their food to get closer to the screams, to support the unnown herd, but scared. I comforted each one and told them it would be OK. But, in reality, all of them knew what was happening. For, all of my horse have had abuse in the past. STOP the ABUSE. Get your LIFE calm. If you are not alright, please, please, do not take your upset mood onto other people, or animals. So, you name it. The following photograph is a group of unwanted abused horses. Click to set custom HTML
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