06/05/2023
We all have one...in horse language they're called a d**k (jerk). See that little girl looking at you? She's my d**k. She's now a yearling and getting worst. If her wool wasn't so gorgeous, she'd be long gone. Today, she was relentless in harassing the ducklings. She ran round and round the dog pen (where the ducklings are) and scared them. She thought it was great fun. Now to go fix the fence....