Remember how friendly they were?
No hand feeding, still as ready to show up *just* for the social interactions, no treats. I stayed strong on that and if they see me or people, or I whistle, here they come.
That's a big thing with me - no hand treating. They are not big dogs, if you let them overrun your space as babies, they will hurt you later. A broken foot done accidentally with love hurts just as bad as an injury from a "bad" horse.
How is your young'un doing? And my friend, "the old man"?
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