So she goes for a walk.....into the woods....and she is a bit anxious, especially when heading home. Ok, so we are deciding, on the fly, how to handle when she decides to lead.....we whoa. We tell her stand, and walk to her rear and back...She's twitchy and occasionally calls out to the Boyz....
I decide to give it a try, a domestic horse try. I tug.....EASY, and she does, tho her attention is obviously not on me.....she is more concerned about going home, back to the boyz.
Steven takes her, she's not so bad, but it's obvious: whe would rather be home with the boyz....
We decide to let her get over separation both this way, and by taking the Boyz out and leaving her home....that's been done, with very little verbalization on Sage's part....
We arrive home. When put in her section, she goes straight to the fence, the one that separates Caly from her, it's then that we see squirt, hear squeal. Gross, just plain gross. She's a bimbo.
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