Caol Ila
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Yesterday, I was happily hacking through the park, approaching a point where my trail confluenced with several other trails, one of which drops down a steep hill onto the main path. I saw a group of dogs off lead, running down the hill. "Oh, balls," I thought, committed, unfortunately, to being where I was. Most of the dogs hung back, to their credit, but one young German shepherd raced ahead, charged at me, and started barking. I find most dogs will get spooked if you turn the horse to face them, shout a bit and wave a dressage whip, and ride a few steps towards them. This one didn't. It tried to run around the back of the horse and nip at her back legs. Several times, I tried walking quietly away from it, but as soon as I did that, the dog ran behind us, snapping. I have no idea if it would have bitten her but didn't want to find out. And while I would not have objected to her kicking it, I didn't want the hassle of dealing with that. So I kept spinning the horse on her haunches, trying to keep it in front of me. This went on for a while, maybe ten minutes or more, putting on quite a show for the bystanders. Dog owner screaming dog's name fruitlessly, horse wheeling in circles, rider swearing a lot, dog barking its head off and trying to dart behind horse. A nice couple out for a romantic walk were trying to run interference and distract the dog. I was getting increasingly unamused, pretty much pinned in place. God knows why the dog owner stayed back about twenty meters rather than going to where I was and grabbing her damned dog, but I don't have a dog so what so I know. Eventually, the dog ran back to the owner, who tackled it. I thanked the couple and said, "I'm gonna beat a hasty retreat," pointed the horse down the trail, put on leg, and the horse fired off like a rocket.
A bit shaken, I stuck with the route I was planning and came out at a carpark, and there was the dog owner, who had just finished loading her dogs into a van. She profusely apologised to me and said, "I didn't know you were there. You just popped out behind a corner. I would have put her on a lead if I'd seen you."
"Yeah, lots of people ride in this park, and there are lots of corners," I said. "You should be careful."
"I know," she anwered. "She's only eight months old and she was doing really well with recall."
I acknowledged that it was a young dog and said, "It's lucky this is an old horse who's pretty levelheaded about these things. That could have gone quite badly with a young, inexperienced horse."
"I know," she again, mortified.
I went on my way. As I was riding along the road back to the yard, one of the bystanders passed me in his car, rolled down the window, and complimented me for how well my horse handled that circus. That was sweet.
Given the rest of that woman's pack was well-behaved, I reckoned it was one of those lapses in judgment -- thinking your young animal is better trained than it is. I think she was pretty embarassed, not least because there was a wee crowd of people watching. Still, a busy park with horses, kids, mountain bikes, etc. is probably not the best place to work out how reliable your dog's recall really is.
A bit shaken, I stuck with the route I was planning and came out at a carpark, and there was the dog owner, who had just finished loading her dogs into a van. She profusely apologised to me and said, "I didn't know you were there. You just popped out behind a corner. I would have put her on a lead if I'd seen you."
"Yeah, lots of people ride in this park, and there are lots of corners," I said. "You should be careful."
"I know," she anwered. "She's only eight months old and she was doing really well with recall."
I acknowledged that it was a young dog and said, "It's lucky this is an old horse who's pretty levelheaded about these things. That could have gone quite badly with a young, inexperienced horse."
"I know," she again, mortified.
I went on my way. As I was riding along the road back to the yard, one of the bystanders passed me in his car, rolled down the window, and complimented me for how well my horse handled that circus. That was sweet.
Given the rest of that woman's pack was well-behaved, I reckoned it was one of those lapses in judgment -- thinking your young animal is better trained than it is. I think she was pretty embarassed, not least because there was a wee crowd of people watching. Still, a busy park with horses, kids, mountain bikes, etc. is probably not the best place to work out how reliable your dog's recall really is.