One day we went horseback riding at camp. The horses were across the street from camp and in their ring. I was riding Dydy. He was a great horse, but sometimes he was disobedient. He kept tricking me by making me think that he wanted water when he didn’t. The lady that owned the horse said that I should pull on the bit, which is in the horse’s mouth, when he was being disobedient. When I pulled it, he wouldn’t budge. So the owner had to come and help me. For most of the time I had to stay in the ring, but I didn’t mind because I got to ride Dydy and I love horses.