I am a horse.
I love to walk and trot and run around the corral and track.
What I don’t like is when some human jumps up on my back
And whips me on the rear in order to make me run faster than I usually run.
It feels like a 100 wasps stinging me on my rump.
Why do you think a human would imagine that I enjoy carrying him around the track
On my back while he whips my butt?
I am a horse. I am strong. But I get bulging or slipped disc too.
My skeleton isn’t that strong!
Why would some 300 pound fat person
Think that I can easily carry him around like that?

Next up – I am a pig. People kill me and cut me up for porkchops and bacon. . . and sausage….