When my owner arrived this morning, she moaned about the state of my tail and my legs. As you all know by now, I am a Highland Pony and we are famed for our long tails and manes. Imagine my horror when my owner threatened to chop off some of my tail to try and keep it out of the mud. I would look like all the riding school horses who have their tails almost at hock height!
Here are a few of my friends to prove it
And Sorrel. He's definitely NOT my friend as he always makes faces and tries to bite me when I walk past him.