he needed to be ridden by someone light to stretch out his sore muscles. i asked her if she would help the horse by doing this, and she reluctantly agreed, but got more and more upset as we walked toward the paddock. as we stood at horse’s gate this frightened young woman told me that horses never liked her. not ever. so i asked her for one night to make everything about this hurting horse, from the way she walked up to him, to the way she brushed him. she agreed. things started a little rough, but as she brushed him, she got quieter and the horse stopped fidgeting. by 