As a little girl, I always wanted a pony for Christmas. Santa never brought me a pony. So in my late 40s, I started taking horseback riding lessons. When I turned 50, I got my first horse, an Icelandic named Blessi (Veigar frá Búðardal). Little did I know how much fun life with an Icelandic was going to be. Blessi has a unique perspective on life. I hope you enjoy reading about it as much as I enjoy Blessi. And you will probably read about my cats from time to time.
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Monday, July 20, 2015
Clapping for attention
I wonder how and why this horse started performing this behavior? Did he imitate his owner? Did his owner reward his for this behavior, perhaps inadvertently? Let's all clap for this entertaining Icelandic.
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