Do you cover the ground you walk on?

My grandma, Majane, liked to say: "I may be little, but I cover the ground I walk on!"  She was a gutsy woman back in the day where women were meek and mild.  My favorite story is about the time a neighbor's mule backed its behind into the door of her country kitchen.  Kids were dispatched to the neighbors several times to ask him to remove his mule. He ignored them.  Finally Majane, at the end of her rope, poured a pot of hot water on the mule's rump to make him move.  The neighbor rushed over, angry & indignant & fuming over the mistreatment of his mule.  My grandpa, a quiet, laidback man, answered him with an Oklahoma drawl..."She told ya to move your mule!"