The little mini doesn't appear to be intimidated at all by the giant Clydesdale. It reminds me of a 12-hand pony we had, Ebony. She never seemed to realize how small she was in comparison to the larger horses. Ebony always fought to be the leader on trail rides, trying to push past the horses. I always said my ideal horse would have been Ebony in horse size. What a great pony she was.
