Fancypants is the Palomino AQHA mare in the picture below right, the newest addition to the ranch. Beamer is the Donk, who until now hasn’t been playing very nice. He’s pushy, bull headed, and disrespectful to say the least. Apparently it’s never dawned on Fancy that Beamer’s four-hundred pounds of attitude is no match for her massive eleven-hundred pounds of pure muscle.
After a week in the turn-out together, I watched Beamer bite, chase, even kick Fancy over a hay pile large enough for four horses to share. He’s nipped her hindquarters down to the hide, but she’s continually tolerant of his abuse.
The livestock here all wear fly masks to protect their eyes from flies, but every morning Fancy wouldn’t have one. Bad ass Bearmer would actually rip it off her face and leave it out in the dirt somewhere, trampled on, or shredded to bits.
But last night something happened, and if no place else, in the corral, size matters. Fancy greeted me with her fly mask on, then went to her feeder waiting for her breakfast. Beamer kept a good distance from her, standing quiet and passive. I threw hay to both, but Beamer being the ass he is, assumed hers was better and unsuccessfully tried to bully her for it. Well he’s right, hers was better, richer, greener, and not suitable for a donk’s recommended diet. That’s been the problem all along, feeding them in the same corral was nearly impossible. But not anymore! Seems after the sun went down last night there was some real ass kickin’ goin’ on… and Beamer lost.
Giving Beamer a good lookin’ over I noticed some peculiar, but quite identifiable markings about his front torso. It was undeniable, Fancy nailed him with a double barrel kick to the chest, leaving her hoof-print signature.