Post by racaille on Mar 15, 2011 18:20:21 GMT
It's been raining since Sunday - but on Monday there was a window so, in order to keep to P's fitness regime, we set off for a gentle one. But it was blowing a gale and I know P would be spooky.
However, we set off fine and I relaxed, intending to walk him a long way and then do a stiff 'trotting' up a lane and around and about on tarmac, to avoid the soggy earth.
But we got to a neighbour's garden (who used to have two black dogs, now dead) and I saw - for an instant - a black smudge, there, and then gone. I wasn't even sure I'd seen anything. But P had. He stood up and then spun away, seriously freaked. When I got him under control and tried to turn him around to go past the 'ghost' he kept doing mini rears so, believing that cowardice is better than valour, I got off, no mean feat when your nag keeps standing up.
Boy was he spooked!!!! I walked a long way to get him calm and then hopped on board, but seriously peeved with him by then. So boy did I make him suffer. We did a 2km trot with him working properly, although I relented then and decided not to go back past the 'ghost' so we then pottered home through the forest and he was seriously contrite.
He didn't blink at the massive earth moving machinery digging away at the other side of my hill. But that's Paco - he doesn't mind that sort of stuff but is a complete wuss about nothing.
Obviously, with hindsight, we didn't see a ghost. Just my other neighbour's pest of a black dog, the type that is frightened of horses but nips out and then flees.
I think
However, we set off fine and I relaxed, intending to walk him a long way and then do a stiff 'trotting' up a lane and around and about on tarmac, to avoid the soggy earth.
But we got to a neighbour's garden (who used to have two black dogs, now dead) and I saw - for an instant - a black smudge, there, and then gone. I wasn't even sure I'd seen anything. But P had. He stood up and then spun away, seriously freaked. When I got him under control and tried to turn him around to go past the 'ghost' he kept doing mini rears so, believing that cowardice is better than valour, I got off, no mean feat when your nag keeps standing up.
Boy was he spooked!!!! I walked a long way to get him calm and then hopped on board, but seriously peeved with him by then. So boy did I make him suffer. We did a 2km trot with him working properly, although I relented then and decided not to go back past the 'ghost' so we then pottered home through the forest and he was seriously contrite.
He didn't blink at the massive earth moving machinery digging away at the other side of my hill. But that's Paco - he doesn't mind that sort of stuff but is a complete wuss about nothing.
Obviously, with hindsight, we didn't see a ghost. Just my other neighbour's pest of a black dog, the type that is frightened of horses but nips out and then flees.
I think
He's lucky to have you Rac Zx
for so much hard work we thank ye!!
