I used to go riding and borrow a leopard Appaloosa named Ronald Reagan. (Reagan was president when he got his name.) This horse was a real character with a sense of humor. He'd grab our bottles of soda between his teeth and toss his head up to take a swig. Of course, some would run down his neck, then he'd enjoy watching us fuss over cleaning him up. He also knew how to work gates. He didn't want to go anywhere, he'd just stand there until someone noticed and would fuss at him and put him back. I loved that horse. His owners did too, and wouldn't sell him. Nobody cared about his political name.
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