Everyone says they want a broke horse…
Until they realize “broke” doesn’t mean “reads your mind.”
That gelding didn’t “decide to go left” you leaned, looked, and practically pointed him there.
That mare didn’t “get spicy” you just asked her to canter like you were flagging down a UFO.
The best horses in the world will meet you where you’re at… but they’re not clairvoyant. They won’t fix your balance, your nerves, or your bad directions (bless their patient souls).
So next time things go a little sideways literally maybe whisper an apology and a cookie their way.
What’s your most honest “that one was on me” moment? Be brave, we’ve all had them.