But, no, it's a horse. My brother has never been around a horse his whole life, so my dad gets him a 1-3 year old (as far as I can tell from what he tells me) wild stud colt. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH He bites and kicks and rares.
So my brother calls me tonight for advice. I very kindly tell him that this horse needs someone that knows what their doing; a trainer. He is sad, but listens to ever word. He LOVES this horse and wants to do the right thing by him. I'm going to send him some books and stuff, but I'm so scared that he's going to learn a little and then get hurt.
A wise woman once told me "a little bit of knowledge is dangerous" and I'm scared this is going to be true.
I also worry that, like every other pet my dad has bought, he'll leave, go drinking or get put in jail and this horse will be sold or just left and my very hurt 16 year old brother will be devistated.
I just can't put into words how mad I am! Not only does that horse deserve better, so does my brother!!!!