A HORSE'S PRAYER

To Thee My Master, I Offer My Prayer

Feed me, water and care for me, and when the day's work is done provide me with shelter, a clean, dry bed and stall large enough for me to lie down in comfort. Talk to me, your voice often means as much to me as the reins. Pet me, sometimes, that I may serve you the more gladly and learn to love you. Do not jerk the reins and do not whip me. Never strike, beat or kick me when I do not understand what you want, but give me a chance to understand you.

Watch me, if I fail to do your bidding, see if something is not wrong with my rigging or perhaps my feet are sore, due to shoes that do not fit me correctly, that you know is very painful. Keep me well shod so my feet do not pain me that I may serve you more efficiently. Examine my teeth when I do not eat. I may have an ulcerated tooth.

Blanket me when I come in all heated up and sweating, cover me with a sheet to help protect me against flies and mosquitos.

And finally, O, my master, when my useful strength is gone, do not turn me out to starve or freeze, or sell me to some cruel owner to be slowly torutred and stoned to death; but do thou, my master take my life in the kindest way and your God will reward you here and hereafter.

Author Unknown

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