I wish I could snap a picture, but if I go outside the horses will stop what they're doing and come to me. Here's what they're doing:
Buddy wants to play (always).
Lucy doesn't (always, which means never).
So Buddy's following Lucy all over the pasture, and she's having to walk fast to stay out of the way of his all-set-to-nip lips and teeth. If she breaks into a trot, he'll break into a canter and deliver the bite. He doesn't care if he gets kicked in the head (that's our problem). So she's walking fast. He stays right behind her. This is fun. Lucy is alpha. But beta boy can bug her and feel like the boss for a little while.
Lucy needs the exercise. My daughter, Lily, is watching them with me through the window. "Look Mom," she says. "Lucy has a personal trainer."
Wish you could have snapped a picture. Or some video, would love to hae seen that! LOL
Posted by: Callie | March 20, 2008 at 08:01 AM
I have a couple of mares that could use a personal trainer like that. lol
Posted by: risingrainbow | March 20, 2008 at 11:53 AM
It reminds me of the car commercial where a brother and sister are in the back seat and he's annoying her by almost touching her but not quite, and saying "I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you!"
Posted by: Janet Roper | March 20, 2008 at 10:08 PM
Haha He is a cheeky soul, is your Buddy
Posted by: Beckz | March 21, 2008 at 03:33 AM