Backin my teen years when I had nver even heard of minis my best friend had a 16+ Anglo kept a little filly for another member of tje local horse club until she got a shelter and fence up. This little girls name was Princess Pony Dog. Well she would run up under Satan and kick the stuffings out of him. finally he just got tired of it and picked her up by the scruff of the neck like a puppy and gave her a good shaking. She stopped bothering him after that, but she would stand and look at him and stamp her tiny little hoves and he would snort at her.
