He also got to try on all the new tack I got for Christmas.

That's a very low trace clip. Or maybe it'd be considered an Irish clip. I'm not really sure. Anyway, I only clipped the underside of his neck and belly, and his chest because he overheats so easily in these

darned temperate winters we get here because his winter coat is so think, but we sill get a few cold nights and I didn't want him to freeze with a full clip.

thick*

argh, still*. My phone is not very good for spelling.

D'aww, cutie!

Also, something really interesting has happened with the herd dynamics in his pasture. There are two mares and three geldings, counting Brego. 98% of the time the mares will all be dominant over the geldings

in a mixed herd. That goes for stallions too. Mares are just always dominant. They're almost always the leaders. Usually the only exception is if there's a particularly weak or timid mare.

You can always tell which horse is dominant over another because she'll pin her ears at him, push him around, and chase him away from the food she wants.

Well, after our ride this afternoon all the horses had just been fed their dinner. I went to put Brego back in the pasture and I was a bit worried because both of the mares (the super grouchy chestnut and the

oh gosh brego is so fluffy!

giant Percheron were both standing right by the gate munching on a pile of hay. I was afraid they'd both get aggressive and try to chase Brego away while I was still holding onto him.

(Yes, he is a giant ball of FLUFF in the winter! It's pretty adorbs)

Now, I hadn't seen Brego since he was first moved into the pasture and he was still trying to figure out where he fit in so I had no idea how things were going to work once I let him go. I was almost afraid

that the other horses were going to chase him away from all the hay because he was late to dinner and he wouldn't get any. However, what actually happened surprised the heck out of me!

I tried to shoo the mares away but all they wanted to do was daintily sniff Brego as I was taking off his halter. Oh okay. That's fine, I guess. Once he was loose (and finished rolling), Brego went right up to

those mares and CHASED BOTH OF THEM AWAY FROM THEIR HAY.

He did that to all the horses! He just went around sampling all of the piles of hay until he picked one that he liked.

lmao

WELP. I guess I don't have to worry about my horse going hungry, lol. Also, MY GELDING HAS HIS OWN HERD, lol.

OF MARES. One who is big enough to sit on him and crush him to a pulp. Seriously, that Percheron is 50% bigger than he is. She could destroy him if she suddenly decides she wants her dominance back.

I sincerely hope he just gives it to her because I really don't feel like having to call out the vet to have his kick and bite wounds stitched up, lol. He's usually pretty smart though so he should be fine.

Hey, you named him after a kick-butt horse, of course he's large and in charge!

lol, true. I guess he's just living up to his name.

Cutieeee