chillidragon
Well-Known Member
So this morning at the yard I was sleepily dusting Brandy off, and next thing we heard this noise (scrape... boom... squawk... scrape...boomboom... scrapescrape... SQUAWKboooom... scraaaape... SCRAAAPE... SQUUUAAAAAAAAWK). Next thing, our big mental cockerel blasts round the corner of the yard, screeching, flapping and with an empty 5 litre molasses bottle in hot pursuit (?!?!). Brandy expanded into pop-eyed, snorting dingbat and the cockerel squawked back past towards the hayfield (molasses container bounding along behind it). I finally had the nouse to dash after them and threw myself at the bird-eating molasses bottle, to find that the daft bloody chicken had managed to tangle its foot in the bailer twine that ties the little measuring cup to the bottle-handle. A bit of chicken-wrestling ensued and off went a ruffled-looking Mr. Cockerel, whilst back in the yard, Brandy was looking at me like the mothership had landed. Note to self: when taking things out of tack/feed room, close door afterwards.
Anyway, it put me in mind of Bingley Show a few years ago when one of those bird-display gigantihuge bald eagles swooped literally under the noses of the Arab Under Saddles in the opposite arena and we got to see some extraordinary manoeuvres. I remember cackling away then about how on earth you could ever incorporate 'large birds of prey swooping by' into your training program, so I was just wondering if anyone else had had one of those moments that you just can't plan for.
Anyway, it put me in mind of Bingley Show a few years ago when one of those bird-display gigantihuge bald eagles swooped literally under the noses of the Arab Under Saddles in the opposite arena and we got to see some extraordinary manoeuvres. I remember cackling away then about how on earth you could ever incorporate 'large birds of prey swooping by' into your training program, so I was just wondering if anyone else had had one of those moments that you just can't plan for.