Murphy3
Well-Known Member
I went for a hack up the road last night - haven't gone out on the road (a quiet country road) in a few months as haven't had anyone to go out with and just got lazy as horse can be a bit spooky on his own. So yesterday evening was nice and quiet and I decided to get moving again, covered myself in flourescent and set off.
I thought the boy might object to leaving his friend but he was fine. First we had to pass my neighbour's new 6 foot high fountain(!) - expected an objection there but he didn't flinch. Then we passed a field full of bullocks who came galloping over to see us - no problems. Saw a plastic bag and a 7 up bottle - no worries. Met someone long reining a 3 year old - said hello. We were passed by white van, boy racer in noisy car, saw the huge creamery lorry coming down a farm track and trotted briskly past them all - not a spook or a nap in sight. The boy was a hero until ...
We reached a pile of grass clippings thrown in the hedgerow - he scooted sideways and looked at them as if 10 hungry tigers were going to rise up out of them. Then there was another pile - same thing. He pulled himself together and marched on (so brave) but coming back did it all over again.
I just don't get it. I know they see the world differently to us but it was just a few little piles of grass clippings - the same colour as the long grass in the hedge??? Sometimes I just don't know what's in his mind!
Anyone else had a horse objecting to something you'd expect them not to notice?
I thought the boy might object to leaving his friend but he was fine. First we had to pass my neighbour's new 6 foot high fountain(!) - expected an objection there but he didn't flinch. Then we passed a field full of bullocks who came galloping over to see us - no problems. Saw a plastic bag and a 7 up bottle - no worries. Met someone long reining a 3 year old - said hello. We were passed by white van, boy racer in noisy car, saw the huge creamery lorry coming down a farm track and trotted briskly past them all - not a spook or a nap in sight. The boy was a hero until ...
We reached a pile of grass clippings thrown in the hedgerow - he scooted sideways and looked at them as if 10 hungry tigers were going to rise up out of them. Then there was another pile - same thing. He pulled himself together and marched on (so brave) but coming back did it all over again.
I just don't get it. I know they see the world differently to us but it was just a few little piles of grass clippings - the same colour as the long grass in the hedge??? Sometimes I just don't know what's in his mind!
Anyone else had a horse objecting to something you'd expect them not to notice?