Wow. Life can give you a quick kick in the pants. I've trying to hide from life, but life just keeps on finding me... Why Can't it just go away? Anyways I figured I would do a very short post.
A couple of weeks ago the therapy program I volunteer for got a new horse. Alright she's on the fugly side, and fugly would have a field day picking her a part. But all we look, is a well mannered, sound, very sane and very patient horse. Beauty has nothing to do with it. You have the most conformationally perfect horse, that is drop dead gorgeous. But guess what? It doesn't matter if the horse is a homicidal maniac that is out for blood!
And last week, we have this black pony X that is part draft, and how many people does it take to get him to stand nicely by the mounting ramp? Three, almost four people. This horse has a split personality, I've been told he loves hippo and the kids. He just has his thoughts and opinions about the therapy. He's not dangerous, oh no. He's just stubborn, and has his 'my way or the high way moments.' And he stops after he realizes he won't have his way.
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