Love Your Horse First - For Beginners Only; Personally Inscribed
Passion is the answer. It made me care. And it all came from a horse. Because I allowed it to come from a horse. I allowed my very first horse to choose me. To tell me that he trusted me to be his leader. Of his own free will. Not the other way around. It was his choice. And when it happened everything changed. For me, and my horse. He was no longer my horse. I wasn’t his owner. The first line of the movie Hildago said it right. Cash was now my little brother. And I promised him that day that I would love him and he would have the best life I could possibly give him. And I meant it. No stone would be left unturned because I now cared deeply about this horse and I would be searching everywhere to discover how I could make his life better. Not how I could make my life better. My life would get better when his did.
That was 17 years and eleven horses ago. And everything Kathleen and I have learned is covered in this book. Because it’s important that we all get it right. That we all care. That we all take the time to have little brothers.