A Horse
A Horse In October 2014, my daughter asked to go horse riding with her friend. A Belgian restaurant had recently opened in Nakhon Ratchasima, and my daughter became friends with their daughter Maryssa who was a member of the horse riding club at the Military base in Nakhon Ratchasima. I agreed and she went every Saturday with Maryssa to the horse riding club. My daughter became attached to one particular horse, Domina. She brought every week carrots and apples to feed Domina. Even sometimes on school days, she went to feed Domina and take care of her. Domina was like a pet for her. But the soldiers and even the higher military people did not take of their horses and Domina's health was quickly deteriorating. Not only Domina, but the other horses as well. Even the field where the customers were riding horse was quickly turned to an ugly piece of grass with rusty fences. The horses were used to run races at the nearby race field and were donated to the soldiers when they beca...