That's my sister. She goes in for riding. When I look at her and her horse I understand that they become a unity, a whole unity of thoughts and souls, when riding. They feel each other's pain and worry about each other. For example, the horse cares that she doesn't fall from her back when the jump didn't go smoothly. And she pays attention for the horse not to do what it doesn't want to do, not to offend it and not to exhaust it. <br /> Actually horses are very-very clever
