tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081432600034988824.post3797247781597027482..comments2023-10-23T14:20:14.564-07:00Comments on Highland Hooves: jchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03815766140779581973noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081432600034988824.post-78815206995594415142010-05-23T04:05:27.734-07:002010-05-23T04:05:27.734-07:00They have a radar that can read your intention. I...They have a radar that can read your intention. If you were just checking fence, etc., there they are, under your feet or in your face. Going for a ride, ten miles away up hill!phaedra96https://www.blogger.com/profile/13073887491311158448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081432600034988824.post-49102949096512338172010-05-21T11:05:13.099-07:002010-05-21T11:05:13.099-07:00HAHA! he needs you to be in shape for him!HAHA! he needs you to be in shape for him!allhorsestuffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05301081722884351021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081432600034988824.post-11377166193383488562010-05-10T20:22:38.404-07:002010-05-10T20:22:38.404-07:00I think they do that when they feel shorted in the...I think they do that when they feel shorted in the treat department.Cactus Jack Splashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12241651708232327588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081432600034988824.post-33554812385747835502010-05-10T15:51:32.299-07:002010-05-10T15:51:32.299-07:00That is just the rule. That is why I spoil mine w...That is just the rule. That is why I spoil mine with treats, an apple peel or even a piece of bread. When I call, they come running but I had better have a treat.Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081432600034988824.post-57064224397610875002010-05-10T11:38:40.652-07:002010-05-10T11:38:40.652-07:00I totally know what you mean. The other day I went...I totally know what you mean. The other day I went to go get my mare, and when I got to the field she looked at me before deliberately turning away and walking through a huge puddle that extended through the whole field like a little river so I couldn't get across to her without walking through it- and I didn't have my boots with me. My mare thought is was hilarious, I'm sure. She stared at me the entire time, and once I finally went across, she jogged right over to me so I could put her halter on.Miss Luja.B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09143992432225042794noreply@blogger.com