One day, I woke up to find myself full of energy on a sunny Thursday. I felt productive, so I decided to go volunteer at Fox Lake Farms, a farm where people can go to help aid mentally challenged people with hippotherapy. Upon my arrival, the farm's owner noticed me and waved me over. We discussed my schedule and I told him that I could not make it next week due to school. He told me not to worry about it, gave me a shovel, and as he pointed towards a mound of horse feces in the barn, he told me to practice my politics.
The diabolical smell surrounded my nasal cavities and made me feel the urge to vomit. This made me wonder if the horses are affected by the foul aroma. By cleaning after the horses, I realized that maintaining good living conditions keep the horses healthy and helps the hippotherapy patients stay healthy as well. 
This epiphany made me think of other ways that can improve living conditions for the horses.
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