A Man And His Horse

 
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My horse, kisa,

Calls to me every morning. On one particular morning, I said, “ Let’s play,” which she knows means we’re going for a ride. The trail was damp and slippery when my worst fear came true; Kisa slipped and went to her knees. I was thrown over the top of my saddle, while my foot was hung up in the stirrup. Kisa knew I was caught so she watched, not moving, while I untangled myself. After I recovered and told her, “I’m okay", she got up to stand. That day, I learned to appreciate her attentiveness and training in a possible dangerous situation. She has taught me the core meaning of our philosophy:

Treat everyone with integrity and safety while in our care.”