I love my horses. In return they love me back. They play the dominace role on each other when I am not around. But they know that I am their leader when it comes to things. Sometimes they don't get things. I simply walk them backwards and start from square one, teaching them what I want them to do. I don't whip them, tie them down, beat them, or a number of other things that horses have to go through due to their lack of understanding.
They weren't made to understand english. Yelling it at them will not help. I show them what I need them to do. I have been able to train my Corolla successfully using these ways. She understand the tasks I want her to do and she does them.
Sure I have fallen off of horses. Only three times since June 24, 2006. Keyword there, fallen. Once it was my faught, the other times were because I had only been riding for a couple of months and was really inexperienced with a horse that had as much knowledge about what to do as me. I have never been thrown. I have never been hurt. When I look at my horses and then look at show horses I say yeah those horses are nice and respectable, but my horses are geniuses to me. People look at me and say you don't know what you are doing. Really? I do. You can tell that because I bet my horse even has an opinion on those people. Just because I don't beat my horses into doing something doesn't mean I don't know what I am doing.
This is a picture of Wanchese, a Shackelford stallion. He happens to be the horse that I fell off of because I wasn't paying attention to what I did. I didn't get up and smack him because I fell off. I got back on and rode him for a couple more hours. I now think he is the best riding horse around and I would ride him anytime, anywhere.
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