Story of my Life…
Maybe they see dead people?
..with Warmbloods anyway. The Beastlet is quite content to schlep around doing stretchy work or walking on a long rein–even with the million heavy trucks, cars, and motorcycles that rampage along the miniature highway next to our ring– without so much as even a glance. But pick him up and go to work and suddenly even the AIR is cause for spooking.