Today is Discos first day off of training. It rained ALL morning at our ranch so only my mom went on her way back from dropping off my brother. She actually just came back feeding Disco and sent us a picture of how muddy it was... Well I wasn't even muddy at all IT WAS COMPLETELY UNDER WATER!!! My mom said that when she went to get the feed out of our automatic feeder that she put up the ladder to get up but said she knew one of our horses would come over and hit the ladder, and sure enough Starbuck came over, hit the ladder, and it fell over. So now my mom was stuck at the top of the feeder... So she decided to try to get on Starbucks back and get down. That didn't go as planned.... She slid half way down and Starbuck moved leaving her just hanging there. But Starbuck walked back over and let her slide onto him then back down on the ground. THANKS STARB!
I'm beginning to think that mustangs are possibly the best breed of horse. If their predecessors were brought here, they were likely not only selected as capable for the journey and tasks, but had to survive the incredibly tough overseas or transcontinental journeys. Then, after escape or release, they had to then survive a foreign hostile environment. So, does it make sense that their offspring became not only hardened and tough, but extremely smart and adaptable?? In contrast to the overly inbreeded, stall fattened brats we pay big $$ for today? Dad
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