Give Me The Handling Of A Horse

We Call Them Dumb Animals, And So They Are, For They Cannot Tell Us How They Feel, But They Do Not Suffer Less Because They Have No Words.

Good Luck Is Rather Particular Who She Rides With, And Mostly Prefers Those Who Have Got Common Sense And A Good Heart; At Least That Is My Experience.

He Said Cruelty Was The Devil's Own Trade-mark, And If We Saw Any One Who Took Pleasure In Cruelty We Might Know Who He Belonged To, For The Devil Was A Murderer From The Beginning, And A Tormentor To The End. On The Other Hand, Where We Saw People Who Loved Their Neighbors, And Were Kind To Man And Beast, We Might Know That Was God's Mark.

If You In The Morning Throw Minutes Away, You Can't Pick Them Up In The Course Of A Day. You May Hurry And Scurry, And Flurry And Worry, You've Lost Them Forever, Forever And Aye.

What Right Had They To Make Me Suffer Like That?