My mare is a BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I walloped the shit out of my mare and denied her the bucket of breakfast that I had in my hand for her after she reached over her door and bit the shit out of my arm this morning. She got a little too impatient for her damn breakfast, so now she can do without. She never used to be this way until I adopted/purchased Ivan and brought him home. She will think twice and remember her manners next time after getting smacked, driven out by whacks on her hiney with a lead rope, and going without her breakfast.