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load up in my trailer when I arrived! I felt bad leaving the young bay Cracker Horse…only Jewels would be leaving with me.
Jewels would twist her face any time while in my presence. She looked ugly. Obsessively twitching and making strange noises in her throat. It would get worse when I tied her, saddled her, and bridled her. When I climbed up in the saddle she danced and spun, if you loosened the reins, she ran. She would sweat a nervous sweat, it was as if you could see her mind racing behind her unseeing eyes. She would look through you, not at you.
I rode her on the back trails, seeing if I could get her to calm down and focus. I allowed her to run, petting her, talking to her. There was nothing but fear. I turned her towards the acres of palmetto filled pastures, hoping she might look down to see where she was going. She continued to run fast. I headed her for a small bush and gently turned her around and around it, expecting her to see there was no where to go. She never slowed. She was locked in fear, with her crazy face on.
A Rough Diamond is a Jewel
Establishing Trust
It was as if you could see her mind racing behind her unseeing eyes. She would look through you, not at you.