And you know, for a 2 year old, she was very well-behaved.
Until she kind of lost patience and spooked at something, during which she stomped the shit out of my foot.
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| This was like 2 hours later. |
Nothing's numb, everything bends, but FUCKING OUCH.
I can't even be mad, because it was legitimately a baby moment - she spooked, threw her feet out to the side when she went to run, and just... stomped me. Now, her being a bit of a shit after that, when I was taking her back to the pasture and couldn't walk straight? Yeah, that I was annoyed about.
At least Cessa was being cuddly!
Little Mr. Bishop is off at baby boot camp - or as our trainer dubbed it on the invoice, "Kindergarten for Giants." So far, he has learned about tying and that when he's being led, he actually has to, y'know, walk forwards instead of stalling out and having a human push him backwards to get where we want to go. lol
