i’m not a horsie person, but…
i just love coming down to the stables. after a while, you get to know the horses and their various temperaments, characters and quirks.
the place has such a peaceful ambience to it. it is usually dead quiet, except for the sound of horses conversing and the fluttering of the birds who nest at the stables. and that horse smell.
i do feel for these animals though. they are locked up in their tiny stalls all day and are taken out twice each day. at best, they get a trot, but never a good canter. these animals are made to run. in my mind, it is a bit like keeping a large dog in an apartment, where it sits all day waiting for the owner to get back from work, when it is taken down to the park for a walk on its leash.
Edited: August 12th, 2009
