Some people have advanced communications with creatures. Years ago, I took our little black cat to the vet to have her claws clipped because she became maniacal. It took someone to hold her and someone to clip, and you could hear her yow outside the clinic, and her face was full of the devil. Except when Tabitha, the vet tech, showed up, with many facial piercings and tattoos. She sat down in the lobby, put the cat in her lap, and clipped her nails. I was astonished. I said, "That is a talent." And Tabitha said, "I know." Apparently she worked with horses the same way.