And to think, the dude practically refuses to step in to some calm water while I’m on his back… apparently water is more dangerous than mud? Or, he’s playing me like the fiddle.
“Who, me?”
Posted on November 21, 2009, in Horses, Kiger Mustangs. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
Joan, Love your story and pics of moving the sheep. Wish I'd been there to watch them crossing the r
Nice job "Western Girl". . . . . tell Annie, Uggs still by the front door. . . .I think I'll just br
Looks like both ewes i purchased...pizzaz from shannon and chamomile from you are the wild girls of
Love all your goats & little lambs!
We actually did try him at Shannon's house a while back and he did good, surprisingly. But Hank move
Hank's no herder, eh?
Love this post and my silly, goofy dog :) It was good to see all of you!
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I vote for the fiddle.
LOL… Me too Tammy!
Gross… I love the look he gave you in the last picture