Spooky horses and their parents.

This is a previous rant but I thought it was worth reposting.

OLD LADY RANT. I forget which trainer it was but it was someone with videos and such. I saw him at a seminar put on by TETRA years ago. Someone asked him about their spooky horse. Here’s a paraphrasing of his story.
A father and son were walking home through a cemetery. It was dark and quiet and they were holding hands. Suddenly from out of the darkness, a horrible screeching noise erupted. The father grabbed his son’s hand and yelled Oh, My, God. what’s that? Let’s run. So the ran and the boy was always afraid of the dark.
Another father and son were walking home through that same cemetery holding hands. Suddenly from out of the darkness, a horrible screeching noise erupted. The father looked down at his son and laughed. Look, son. Over there in that tree. See the little Screech Owl up in the tree? Isn’t it cute? C’mon lets go home and tell Mama. So they walked calmly out of the cemetery and the boy loved to go walking in the woods.
PS: This is not meant to hurt feelings or anything. I just started thinking about the message I was giving my horse. She always believed me and we soon began looking for our own screeching owls so we could enjoy them.

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