With one particular horse, called Nugget, he embraces. The animal digs its sweaty brow into his cheek, and they stand in the dark for an hour – like a necking couple. And of all nonsensical things – I keep thinking about the horse! Not the boy: the horse, and what it may be trying to do. I keep seeing that huge head kissing him with its chained mouth. Nudging through the metal some desire absolutely irrelevant to filling its belly or propagating its own kind. What desire could that be? Not to stay a horse any longer? Not to remain reined up for ever in those particular genetic strings? Is it possible, at certain moments we cannot imagine, a horse can add its sufferings together – the non-stop jerks and jabs that are its daily life – and turn them into grief? What use is grief to a horse?
Peter Shaffer, “Equus”
Methinks grief to a horse mirrors what grief is to humans–evidence of a soul.
Again, playing off an entry over at DenverDirect, the narrative and video here is a tough read for anyone who values the worth of critters; for anyone who understands the essential truth that critters exist within a realm that transcends mere human perceptions of the world; a realm where critters live closer, more intimately, more ably, more wisely amongst the simple gifts of the earth, understanding the mysteries and the lessons of those simple gifts with an intelligence mere humans will never achieve or have long lost once the higher brain kicked in.
Talking, here, about rodeos and the bucking horse events. I’ve always known that most horses won’t buck to the satisfaction of rodeo throngs unless a buck or flank strap is wrapped loosely around the horse’s flank (the area behind the ribs, and fronting the genitals) and then, just before the gate is opened, the strap is tightened causing severe discomfort to the horse which responds, yes, with a crowd-pleasing bucking frenzy…not because the horse is a “wild one,” or “high-spirited,” no, the horse bucks because it is in pain.
Then comes the specter of the horses being electrically shocked–certainly along with the tightening of the buck strap–and, Whoopee, By Gum, By Gosh, y’all got yourself a RO-DAY-YO!
More disturbing narrative and video on this disgusting practice is provided on the SHARK (SHowing Animals Respect and Kindness. DenverDirect also provides this link). Be sure to drill down and watch the quick videos.