All I know of Naimah's beginning is what she has told me herself. Now, I don't mean to say that I am an "animal empath" who can read the thoughts of my mare. What I mean is that she tells me who she is as she shows me what she knows. I observe her and as I do so, I see glimpses into her history.
Here is what Naimah has told me.
I know that some people are good. I have not been physically abused.
I know what it is to be haltered and lead by a person. I am not afraid.
I know how it feels to run in a field. I have known freedom.
I know how grain sounds when a person swishes their hand through it. I love the taste of grain.
I am competitive. No one else will stand up for me and I am not afraid to stand up for myself.
I am a leader. I take charge. Someone has too.
I know what it is like to see greener grass and not be able to reach it.
I know how it feels to be hungry.
I know that straw is not food.
I know that lice are itchy and how having no hair on my face in the winter feels.
I know what it is to trust.
I know what it is to be betrayed.
~ But I am willing to forgive and start again.
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