The other horses don't mind the chickens. Annie seems to think they're like fluffy soccer balls. This horse thinks they're feathered demons. There are only like thirty chickens, but it was much like that. They chickens were out behind the barn and she rode the horse into the path and it came bolting out the other end of the barn with like fifteen of my hens, and no rider. I will admit I giggled.
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