Jack noticed Prince on the wrong side of the fence and quickly came to put a halter over his head and return him to his right paddock.
I followed Prince back to our home slowly (as I was trying to take in all that I had witnessed).
Mother softly nickered towards me and then nibbled my withers using her leathery lips. It was times like that where I knew that I had the best Sire and Dam in the world.
Sophie, looking very sulky, stayed at the corner of our paddock.
Jack took the halter of Prince and fixed the fence, much to me and Sophie’s disappointment.
Prince walked up to Sophie.
“Sophie,” he said softly but stern.
“Sophie look at me when I’m talking to you” he said more sternly.
Sophie looked, but with a lot of anger in her eyes. Prince whinnied (just as humans would laugh) and ruffled her short mane. Sophie nickered, and cheekily nipped Prince’s neck. Jack (who was watching the scene) chuckled to himself, and got back to work.