Ok, so get this: we had a 17 hand Percheron gelding - for those who don’t know horses, this a horse that literally weighs over a ton - and we borrowed an older pony mare from a neighbor to keep him company. I don’t know how big she was, but her head barely came up the the bottom of his belly. And she utterly dominated him. We had a barn with a single - Percheron size - run-in stall, and if it rained she’d get in there and keep him out, and we’d have to go bring him into one of the other stalls.
She was actually pretty sweet to people; not bitey like some can be. But she took no shit from our boy.
Ok, so get this: we had a 17 hand Percheron gelding - for those who don’t know horses, this a horse that literally weighs over a ton - and we borrowed an older pony mare from a neighbor to keep him company. I don’t know how big she was, but her head barely came up the the bottom of his belly. And she utterly dominated him. We had a barn with a single - Percheron size - run-in stall, and if it rained she’d get in there and keep him out, and we’d have to go bring him into one of the other stalls.
She was actually pretty sweet to people; not bitey like some can be. But she took no shit from our boy.
Ponies are bad-ass.