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“How were you able to catch him to bring him here?” I asked.

“We cornered him in the barn and after about an hour I was able to get a halter on him. I led him home after that.”

She said that after trying to work with him for a year or so and having made little progress, she decided to get some help so she took him to a clinic. She said that surprisingly, once she was able to catch the gelding, getting him in and out of the trailer to get him to the clinic was no trouble at all. But things had not gone well at the clinic.

“On the first day the guy chased him around the round pen with a flag for a long time, and finally ended up roping him to get him caught,” she recounted. “Then the next day he did the same thing. Long story short, he told me that he was a dangerous horse and that I should get rid of him before he killed me.”

We both looked in the pen at the gelding who was still pacing the fence, going first one way, then the other, head so high that he looked like a swimming dog trying to keep his nose out of the water.