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Forgiveness taught by a vet and a horse.

I never took myself for a horse whisperer. I love the look of horses. The way they exude strength and majesty just by the mere shape of their bodies. I have ridden a horse…and saved a cowboy. At summer camp, we had horse-back riding. I really enjoyed it. Even the smell of the dusty straw and the way we were taught to stroke the mane, were all wonderful things to me.