Haley (the horse) would always get excited cause she loved to stomple dogs who bothered us. I would just say "get the dog" & she would lay her ears back & go for it teeth & feet flying! Being 15.2 hands & 1200# with legs like treetrunks she was quite impressive! I sure miss that old batt!
Oh Jody, my heart still mourns for you of Haley. She was a big gal, 15.2 is nothing to poke a stick at, smiling. I bet she could surely stomp the living daylights out of anything that you said "get 'er" to -- cool
I would love one day, when you can muster that internal strength, to hear more of your tales on the back of your dear ol' Haley. I clearly recall a few of them, but why don't you tell a story, smiling, I would be listening with keen ears.....have that most wonderful and beautiful day, health. Cindi