You've got a good point about the the two brains at work. My old horse Abner was so sharp that if you didn't keep your eyes on the cattle, he'd dodge after them and leave you behind. He never got out from under me, but he did leave Hubby behind once. He told me that one minute he was riding, and the next minute Abner had turned without him and he was on the ground. He'd reach down and nip a dawdler on the bum too.
I miss that horse. I've never found one that could replace him, and I doubt I ever will.
I miss that horse. I've never found one that could replace him, and I doubt I ever will.
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