text: The pony was sweating because I hacked her out. And I wanted to feel if her coat was drying yet. I knew Csíki would like to come with me and chase the pony away. To solve this I made a mistake. I opened the gate and went straight and kinda quick towards the pony her direction. Before I knew Csíki bit me in my shoulder, in a reflex she defended the pony. Thinking I had bad intentions. I could not blame Csiki for her reaction, I was witness of something beautiful. She defended her friend. An other horse to whom she was not always friendly to. But justice for all. She holded me by grabbing my shoulder in her mouth and it felt like being hit by lightening speed. I was not hurt wearing warm winther clothing.
  Later in my life, when I was running crazy and the horses bucking and jumping, my rescue chestnut started to charge me. Like a bull, I fell on the ground and thought that she would quit her attack if I just did nothing. But she kicked me. And kept charging at me. Suddenly Csíki came in between me and the chestnut and led me out the paddock. This time she helped me, can you believe how I look at horses now?
  Yesterday I stood in front of the walk in shed, wich was donated by the Dutch Scouts group. I am still grateful for that gift. My horses all crowded me for a groups hug. I felt so safe with them. The boys always play their stallion play fights, biting each other over my head. Onix sometimes when he stands behind me, opens his mouth real wide and real close to an arm or shoulder. I tell him just simple I do not bite you I do jot play that game, so he behaves the same. Simple peaceful rule to life by. Horses are thoughtful thinking beings.