When I didn’t do as he wanted, he would use an electric cattle prod to punish me.
He wanted me to win – to gallop fast around the barrels – he wanted the trophy for his shelf.
I feared him, I feared all people.
I’d panic and I’d fight. I wanted to get far away.
They said I was dangerous, not to be trusted.
She is calm and kind, her actions are gentle.
It’s taken 4 years to slowly build our friendship, but I will go anywhere with her now. She knows not to pressure me.
She took the metal bit from my mouth – we don’t need one.
We communicate without force, without words
She trusts and respects me – I trust and respect her.
She loves to watch me play with the other horses,
To her I am not a sport to perfect – a vehicle to achievement.
To her I am family. She puts my needs first.
Other animals have overcome their special needs and are now successfully adopted into loving homes.