I had taken Jasper to visit the mounted police unit, expecting it to be a fun and interesting outing. But as we approached, my usually relaxed horse suddenly froze. His eyes locked onto one officer in particular, and he refused to take another step forward.
His entire body stiffened, muscles tense, as he fixated on the man in the dark green cap. No amount of treats, soothing words, or gentle coaxing could persuade him to come closer.
Noticing Jasper’s reaction, the officer paused and looked at us with understanding. “He recognizes me,” he said softly, a hint of emotion in his voice. “From before he was yours.” Watching this silent exchange, I realized something powerful: animals remember. They carry their memories and pain just as we do. Sometimes, the bravest act isn’t moving ahead but standing firm until the past is acknowledged and understood.
