i once knew a blind dressage horse named achilles. he was a very good horse and largely pretty capable, but, being blind, he trusted humans very little when leading him around. why? because when you lead most horses, you do so with a certain level of looseness, because of the assumption that they will follow where you lead them without smacking into something. but achilles, being blind, would just walk into things if you led him to do so. eventually he’d developed a habit of stopping every few seconds to push his nose onto your shoulder when you were leading him as if to say “brother if there’s a solid wall in front of me rn this friendship is over” it all really depended on how well he knew you and if you’d wronged him before (accidentally let a stall door smack him in the nose when you were closing it)
he was also friends with a baby miniature horse that would neigh when the herd had moved and achilles hadn’t noticed so achilles would follow his voice to catch up with everyone else. the baby miniature horse was named orion and he loooooved biting. he was so fucking bitey it was unreal. he would chew on your shoes for enrichment