Andrew Moore said:
Horses are not evil. They respond to the input the rider gives them. If you are a Dunce, they suffer you badly and the outcome can be “not good”.
lol you’ll never convince me that horses are not demons in the flesh. No actually I really have nothing against them. I have no particular use for them, but I have nothing against them. I have been around horses in some form or fashion almost all of my life. I have seen horses with a temperament so mild anyone could ride them and then I have seen horses that just were plain nasty, kinda like people I guess. The first horse I can remember being around was such a good horse that when I was three or so I would sneak down to the coral where she was kept and call her into her stall and climb the side of the stall and she would slide over and let me climb on. I would grab her main and she would take me for a ride. My mom never would believe this was how it happened until she finally followed me and just watched. She said it was crazy in that the horse new what was up and helped me get on and then would shift to catch my falling weight so I wouldn’t fall off. It also would let our dog ride it totally unprovoked or un-assisted. My sister taught them both to do it, the horse would slide up to a cut bank we had in the coral and the dog would hop on from the bank and around they would go. Now the funny part is when my middle sister, whose horse it was, would get on her they were a terror together. My sister barrel raced her and when the two of them were together the horse was as wild as a march hair and it was all my sister could do to stay on but they were fast and on the edge of out of control all the time. That horse would adapt to its rider.
But the next horse was just plan mean and nasty all the time. The only one who could get near it was my sister. It almost killed the dog who thought he could catch a ride (we think no one witnessed it) but it came back to the house smashed. So they are just like anything else some are good some not so good and each with a personality. The horse that threw me was actually a great horse but when a 400 pound fat man is on your back your probably not happy anyway and then when all that weight starts to slide off. . .well I would try to ditch it also. So the horse was not at fault and really neither was I, it was a set of circumstances that went sour.
But thats not going to stop me from thinking they are Satan Spawn. . .(http://largescalecentral.com/externals/tinymce/plugins/emoticons/img/smiley-surprised.gif) I still hurt thinking about it.