Our relationship did not start out perfectly -- my fault, of course, and not hers. I came for horse lessons with my mind full of the amazing things I could do someday. I eyed the horses in the field and saw one attractive red Hanoverian mare. Ah, yes, she would be a beautiful horse to work with.
My human teacher brought the red beauty as well as an Appaloosa cross. The Appaloosa cross, as you may guess, was WhiteStar. She was a good horse for beginners: sweet, shy, submissive. Her favorite 2 things to do are to stand still and to eat. So she was not likely to go galloping across the field on a whim with a frightened beginner rider clinging to her neck. This, I was told, would be a great horse for me to start on.
I had to swallow my pride and admit that I was definitely a beginner. The beginner's horse was probably the one for me.
But, I told myself, I will learn on her as fast as I can so I can move on to a real horse.
Ha! I didn't know what a real horse was...
As I have learned, one of the amazing things about horses is how well they can read humans. And WhiteStar knew from our very first moment together that I was looking right past her, using her as a step stool.
That's not the best way to start a relationship with anybody -- human or animal. And, so, my horsemanship lessons began...