‘How I wish I could live in a field , not a stable! Never to wear again or to pull a harness behind me! To feel soft carriage under my feet, and to have the grass to gallop where I want, without a heavy saddle On my back! Why do humans treat us so badly? They care more about fahion than about us. Oh on, she wants the bearing rein shorter today. I can see how tight. He’s made it on Beauty. No, I won’t have it! I’m going to kick. My way out of this…….’