When A Newfoundland Dog Meets A Miniature Horse

A few weeks ago I took Leroy out to my sister’s house. My sister has a small hobby farm filled with chicken, goats, sheep, alpacas and miniature horses.

Leroy’s been out there several times before and he’s really never showed any interest in the animals.

I remember when my sister first got her chickens. They’re free range so the were running all around the yard and I was nervous to take Leroy off his leash because I knew for sure that he would eat one.

My sister had more faith in him than me and reached over and unhooked his leash and I said, “Fine. But I’m not liable if he eats one.” Just as I said that three chickens scurried right in front of Leroy and he didn’t bat an eye.

It was at that moment that I realized Leroy lacked any type of prey drive.

It doesn’t seem that he’s phased by any animal actually.

He would much rather walk around and eat goat poop than interact.

On this day a goat walked right up to him and Leroy just looked at the goat like, “Waz up?” and shrugged his shoulders.

The miniature horses were more interested with him than he was of them.

I guess that could be because Leroy has spent most of life being compared to a miniature horse.

So being right next to one wasn’t that big of a deal.

And as you can see, there really isn’t much difference in height.

I don’t think that the horses really knew what to make of him though.

“Is this that new hybrid horse that all the farm animals have been talking about?”

“It certainly doesn’t smell like a horse.”

“It doesn’t sound like a horse.”

“But it has straw all over him like a barn animal.”

“Where’s the hooves?”

Pretty soon curiosity got the best of most of the farm animals as they strutted over to check Leroy out.

Leroy wasn’t phased at all.

It was almost like he had lived there all his life.

Makes me wonder if he should of been a farm dog rather than a city dog.

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