Post by horsgal517 on Jul 21, 2005 11:54:59 GMT -5
I was starting to worry again, because as we walked he was stirring up quite a mess. He was being so bad. There was no way I could groom him in the middle of the barn, with all the people and horses around I knew this wasn't going to work. I gently clucked under my breath and led him out onto the path that would take us down to the shore. Zen needed a long walk. Then I would put him in the small back pasture, where he'd be isolated for a little while.