Well it finally happened. My horse got on my last nerve. There that human girl was on the other side of the wood fence loading her truck with hay. And there we were on the other side of that fence watching her. I was there first. When I saw my horse coming over I moved so he could have the best view. He thought where I moved to must be the best place so I walked away. She finished loading her truck and went off towards the barn. I wanted to follow her up there. So did my horse. I wanted to go first because he is afraid things will run over him but he decided he wanted to go first. I told him it was my girl and my truck but he seemed to think I was supposed to let him have the lead. I can see where he might have gotten that idea because I have been being nice to him since he is injured but he's not that injured anymore so I'm done being second horse. Well we talked about how he wasn't nice at the fence and we talked about how he could just let me go on and go up to my barn but he wanted to discuss it some more and that's when it happened. He stepped right smooth on top of my very last nerve. I kicked at him a little with my front feet and he did the same at me. We both raised our voices too. At that particular point in time my human girl decided to put a stop to it and blew the truck horn. I told my horse 'That is my human girl at my barn blowing the horn on my truck!' and he bit me. I guess we both need to learn to share. We already know that human girl is going to have a talk with us when she us misbehaving or evidence of our misbehaving or even if we look like we might be thinking about misbehaving.
Like this morning when she thought we might be fixing to be trouble. She was walking in front, then my horse and then me. She stopped put her right hand up, yes I know the difference between right and left, and said Whoa! all at the same time. The first three times she did that we were slow at the Whoa'ing. The fourth time we did better and she told us so and walked on to the barn to get our feed. Then she made my horse back up about ten feet before he was allowed to have his feed. I thought that was pretty funny until she came to give me my portion and told me 'Wait'. Pretty sure all of that was to remind us who the 'Lead Horse' really is around here.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Finally happened
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Your Horse Tails are fun to read! Thanks for the smile.
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