I have noticed this a lot recently, I don't know if it is me looking at the world through adults eyes, or whether it is just becoming more and more common, that so many people are buying and riding horses as they would buy and drive a car, let me elaborate.
My mare Navara, I have had since November, and have barely ridden her because I feel her confidence and ability to cope mentally with being ridden is not as high as it should be, she is receiving reiki, and is also having a chiropractor specialist in the McTimony method look after her back that has suffered it's problems due to an old injury that was never rectified. I love that horse with heart, mind, and soul, truly. We play, we learn new tricks, and we have cuddles like you or I would hug another human, you can get lost in the moment and really feel the love and the bond that we have already.
But I see other girls and boys my age, buy a horse, and the very next day, or sometimes the same day they are charging around, jumping
them, taking them out with friends as if they had owned them for years. Often I hear...he's nothing like he was when I tried him, or...my gosh he's so naughty. I sat there and thought, why can't thee people see what they are doing?. If I was taken from my home and stuffed in a new place and ordered to work and walk for miles with people I had never met, and places I had never been, and when I looked confused, or stumbled or was uncertain that I wanted to go with these people, I was whipped or accused of being naughty, how would I feel?
Why can people not allow a horse to settle, and why do they not see a horse as a thinking, living, breathing being with free will.
There have been times when I wished me and Navara could gallop off into the sunset, but I am enjoying our bonding, and trick training so much that most of the time it doesn't even cross my mind. I would much rather have a horse that want's to look after me, values my company and truly misses me when im not there, than a horse that runs away from me, tries to throw me off, bites me, or wishes he had never met me.
There is one or two girls in particular that stick in my mind as being the sort that use their horse like a banger racing car to be used and abused and replaced the minute something goes wrong.