Creamer
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When the kids were younger I bought a well-broke pony mare not know ing she was pregnant. The next spring I had an idiot foal running around. That little bugger just spent his whole day trying to get out because he wanted to be around people (he scared my kids because he would run right at them and stop at the last minute just being a normal foal). One time I was gone for the day on business travel and my wife called that the ponies were out - which sadly to say was not that uncommon - and that they were somewhere west of the small town we lived next to. Since it was after dark the police had their headlights, flashing lights, and sometimes sirens on and they were scared - nobody could get up to them even though they were very tame. I got there about two hours later - around 10 PM - and drove directly to where they were and they came full speed to me as I got out of my car. They recognized me and were petrified of everything else going on. I didn't even put a lead rope on - just walked them about 3.5 miles back home. They always did love me because I was the one that spent time with them. Often when i was around home I would let them out of the pen and into the yard and the little one would mostly follow me around while the older mare would just graze. I think he had more dog in him than horse but he sure was fun when I was home.