Caol Ila
Well-Known Member
Setting myself up for a good ol' HHO slating.
After schooling my horse today, I went on our usual cool-out hack through the little subdivision of houses near the yard. One of the houses was getting its roof done or windows cleaned or something (it involved a large ladder). The fella, who was probably a 50 or 60 year old guy, doing the roof/windows was leaning on the garden wall watching us amble along the road towards the house. As we got within a few meters of the house, he suddenly clambered over the garden wall, saying, "Hi, horsey! Hi, horsey! C'mere, horsey!" I was a bit shocked and spooked a little bit, with visions of him grabbing my horse's bridle, or me. I urged my horse on. He said, "Horsey doesn't want to talk to me?" Once I was about 10 or so meters away, I circled my horse around, saying something like, "Er...the horse is a bit grumpy today. It wouldn't be a good idea to stop." Which was complete and utter BS. Mostly. She is having one of her last raging heats of the summer, but had been pottering along in quite a happy mood. He answered. "Oh, ours get like that." I thought, He has horses? I said, "Yes, especially the mares." Then hurried on.
When we were back in site of the house, I put my horse in an outline and asked her to jog a little bit. Just to make sure she looked crazy.
I felt a little guilty nd he probably thought I was unfriendly or snobby or whatever, but I did get freaked out and went into flight mode a bit when an adult man came at me saying, "Hi, horsey!" like the wee kids do!
After schooling my horse today, I went on our usual cool-out hack through the little subdivision of houses near the yard. One of the houses was getting its roof done or windows cleaned or something (it involved a large ladder). The fella, who was probably a 50 or 60 year old guy, doing the roof/windows was leaning on the garden wall watching us amble along the road towards the house. As we got within a few meters of the house, he suddenly clambered over the garden wall, saying, "Hi, horsey! Hi, horsey! C'mere, horsey!" I was a bit shocked and spooked a little bit, with visions of him grabbing my horse's bridle, or me. I urged my horse on. He said, "Horsey doesn't want to talk to me?" Once I was about 10 or so meters away, I circled my horse around, saying something like, "Er...the horse is a bit grumpy today. It wouldn't be a good idea to stop." Which was complete and utter BS. Mostly. She is having one of her last raging heats of the summer, but had been pottering along in quite a happy mood. He answered. "Oh, ours get like that." I thought, He has horses? I said, "Yes, especially the mares." Then hurried on.
When we were back in site of the house, I put my horse in an outline and asked her to jog a little bit. Just to make sure she looked crazy.
I felt a little guilty nd he probably thought I was unfriendly or snobby or whatever, but I did get freaked out and went into flight mode a bit when an adult man came at me saying, "Hi, horsey!" like the wee kids do!