Recently I was struggling to work with a horse that just flat out refused to move.

My friend, who had experienced great success with him, stood against the fence and observed as I yelled, snapped the whip, waved my arms and tried to look intimidating… trying anything and everything to make the crotchety, lazy bugger move.

I turned to her frustrated and said “I don’t get it, what am I doing wrong?”

She looked at me and replied, “He moves for me because he thinks I want to eat him.”

With a serious expression, she added, “I guess he knows you’re a vegetarian.”

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