HA! My little 14.3 H guy, Bravo, was fine with rocks until one day
we were riding on BLM land, rounded a curve and there were 3 burros lying on
the side of the path. He never gave those "rocks" a second look until
they jumped up and started running, braying like crazy. He
give rocks that size a second look now.
:)
Lee
*Don;t you hate that stuff? It's what really does convince horses there
are trolls living under bridges!
