K.C. is the first horse that has ever stepped foot on our property. We picked her up 2 weeks ago. She is a pretty paint (white with chestnut markings) and a beautiful bi-color mane but...Pretty Is As Pretty DOES.
I battled with K.C. for 6 days trying to convince her that I was indeed in charge. She really needed to take an Emily Barnes manners class and I should have picked up on that when she took over an hour to load into the trailer.
I wanted it to work out with K.C. I worked for hours each day with her. The children were excited to have a horse on board and Franchesca loved every minute of the day including scooping poop and working in the pouring rain on raking out the (mud) path that K.C. wore in front of the gate. She and I would rise early and greet K.C. with cheer in our voice and coffee in hand (well, me anyway) but she just didn't have that thankful spirit.
That Friday she kicked me. I'm so glad it was me and not anyone smaller. As it was, she got me in the knees and I knew that my first instincts about her was indeed wisdom speaking.
Her name was spelled Casey but we changed it to K.C. and very fitting as the kids now refer to her as Kicker Casey.
It was a great lesson about charm being deceitful.
Note the nifty new holding compartment for shavings that Doug made. The tractor bucket pours them in at the top and they are "served" (Solomon term) out either of the 2 doors at the bottom. He is a great helper when the stall needs cleaned.
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