I’ve always wondered what the mare and it’s foal would do if I came over to their field to rub them. The mare was a beauitful brown horse and so was her foal. I grabbed my hat and jacket and walked down to the field. As I got to the gate, I enthusiastically jumped over it. The small little foal trotted over to me and the mare followed! Just as I was about to tie my lucky balloon around the foals neck I tripped over a rock and fell onto the foal, the big, brown mare was not at all happy and came over. She nearly kicked me but I dodged out of the way! It was really frightening so I sprinted back to the gate knowing that I will never be back!!!
Emma D