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cheval equitation témoignage éthologique

Je me suis réveillée un jour, et j'ai vu ce que mes yeux n'avaient pas été en mesure de voir toutes ces années en tant que "cavalière- propriétaire".

J'ai vu des bouches fermées par des muserolles, des pieds enfermés dans des fers, des chevaux cloîtrés en prison... des chevaux à qui l'ont interdit d'être ce qu'ils sont: des chevaux. 
J'ai surtout vu des cavaliers ignorants, aveugles, obnubilés par la tradition équestre, incapables d'ouvrir un livre sur les besoins fondamentaux des chevaux, incapables de se remettre en question... cavaliers qui se disent pourtant "amoureux de chevaux et passionnés". 

Aimer un animal, n'est-ce pas respecter ses besoins fondamentaux avant tout?All Rights Reserved

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