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Sunday, August 16, 2009

Even though I am 22 years old, I still have to be reminded that we horses are a lot bigger and stronger than the people who we love. Our feet need to be cleaned out every day and I was not used to picking my feet up and putting them down carefully. It seemed to me that it was their job to get out of my way. I really don't like my back feet picked up very well and so I might just snatch my foot away and stomp it down hard! Then I found a good reason to pick my feet up carefully! When Dad asks me to pick up a foot then put it down gently and I do it just right, I get a special cookie. (These cookies are good for me but they taste good anyway.) I found out it is really easy to do and it makes my people really happy. I get lots of petting, a little treat and everyone says I am really smart! Frosty says all horses need to learn to do this right, even the little ones like he is, so I think this is a good thing after all.

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