He can’t talk, but he communicates clearly. A stomp of a hoof, a swish of his tail, delivers the desired message. Timely, swift, and precise, there is no grey area. I watched him gallop in the field; his body used its full expression, hooves pounding, legs flying into the air, and his neck snaking low as he barreled over the ground. It dawned on me that Rudy lived his life as an exclamation point. He was never shy about communicating his likes or dislikes. He freely expressed the scope of...

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