Talk to me. Your voice means as much to me as the reins.
Pet me sometimes, that I may serve you the more gladly and learn to love you.
Do not jerk the reins and do not whip me when going uphill.
Never strike, beat or kick me when I do not understand what you mean, but give me a chance to understand.
Watch me, and if I fail to do your bidding, see if something is wrong with my harness or feet. Examine my teeth when I do not eat. I may have an ulcerated tooth that is very painful.
Do not tie my head in an unnatural position, or take away my best defense against flies by cutting off my tail. (I don't take away your mosquito curtains.)
Don't smoke in my barn or leave me tied up overnight and perhaps burn me to death while you are sleeping in your comfortable bed.
And last, my master; when my strength is gone, do not turn me out in a pasture with no shelter and let me freeze to death, or sell me to some cruel owner to be slowly starved or worked to death, but take my life in the kindest way, and may your God reward you hereafter.