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A horse doesn’t care how much you know, until he knows how much you care. Put your hand on your horse, and your heart in your hand. ~Pat Parelli

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I started a group! (And other things) · 9:35pm September 13th

I actually did! :pinkiecrazy: This group is for authors who basically want their stories to be seen. I have some time on my hands right now, (when I'm not dealing with a certain crazy horse) and I wanted to see how a group would do. I'd love some more members, as everyone (well, no mature stories) is welcome! Please check it out here: No Author left Unnoticed!.
My next story is in the making. I received some pretty helpful feedback recently, so I'm going to do a short story just for practice and hope it does well. I'm thinking this one might be called 'Let Tomorrow Come.' If anyone is interested in editing this story, please let me know! I figure I can get this one done within the next two weeks, give or take, with lots of caffeine. :rainbowlaugh:

I'm sorry about this.. Happy National Peanut Day! (Wouldn't Pinkie Pie be proud? :pinkiesad2::rainbowlaugh:) Don't ask me how I know that's today... because I wouldn't know how to answer.

One last thing for today. I found an article earlier, about all the slaughterhouse and abuse stories horses have. It really hurts to read those stories, and I thought maybe here I can raise a bit of awareness. So, here is your Quick Horse Quote for today (I like those..) : "We have almost forgotten how strange a thing it is that so huge and powerful and intelligent an animal as a horse should allow another, and far more feeble animal, to ride upon its back." ~Peter Gray
It's really true. (bear with me here) Horses are magnificent animals that don't deserve the fate a lot are getting. I remember my first riding lesson, where I was so amazed at how pretty the mare was, and how big (she was a pony :twilightblush:) and how strong she looked. They all have the option to buck you off, even kill you outright. Yet their hearts are so gentle, so trusting, that they don't.
We say we break horses. To saddle, to bridle, to rider. Or just plain break them. But I feel like its more them who break us. They break us to love, to trust, to care. I found that since I started really connecting with horses, my anxiety has eased. Yes, I'm terrified to death on a horse, but then there's the element of responsibility. If you step on a horse, you're his leader. His life, his friend, and his lead mare/stallion. And he trusts that you'll keep him safe. He trusts his whole body to you; he trusts everything to his rider. That touches me, and it scares me. Sometimes I feel like I shouldn't be trusted to lead a horse. I'm always afraid of messing up, of undoing all the positive work people have done. And it's definitely hard to push past that. I've had some points where I wanted to quit riding, it was so tough. But I figured out that ultimately, its the horse I should be worried about. I don't have to worry about anyone else judging how I ride, why I talk nonsense to whoever I'm on, or why I always take some time to pet him before I get on. Because the horse knows everything. Secrets, lies, truths, and hurts. Sometimes they don't understand, but they know. That's another thing that's hard for me to think about. How the horses being abused and sent to slaughterhouses once trusted just as much as horses with deep bedding and carrots for dessert. I hope those horses had some moments of happiness. Most of all, I hope they're someplace with all the grass they never got, apples hanging off of every tree, and every ache and pain gone.
Okay. Now I'm done.. I had to get that off my chest.

Hope everyone has a great rest of their day!

~At 11 followers now! :heart: Really appreciate it!~

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