My horse hates pigs. We saw a little pot bellied pig (well not
really little, those suckers get pretty porky) on the trail being walked in a
harness.
Bitsy's head popped up, she splayed those four legs, then spun and
ran.
I nearly fell off of her in laughter. Hilarious.
But the really funny incident is when I was riding my friends VERY seasoned
NATRAC/endurance horse. This mare is 25 (you'd never know it) has
thousands of trail miles on her and is a very seasoned and dead calm trail
horse. We were traveling up a narrow switch back trail one day with a
sharp drop off to the left and a steep, straight up hill to the right and I was
ponying my horse, Bitsy. Around a corner comes a couple with
backpacks. The guy had one of those really huge metal framed ones.
Fine. Nothing bothers April. All of a sudden a kid (in the
backpack) peeks around the guy's head, starts waving his little arms
around and very excitedly starts screaming at April!
April: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT TWO HEADED THING THAT SPEAKS AND
GESTURES WILDLY???" She took off at a gallop up what I thought was a cliff
(Cougar Rock?) and didn't stop until we got to the switch back above us where
she froze, panting. Meanwhile, Bitsy wasn't the least bit bothered by the
monster so saw no reason at all to run. I didn't want to drop her
lead line so I was being drawn and quartered while this family looked on in
amazement. I did manage to drag Bitsy along behind although for the next
few days my shoulder paid for the trouble.
I guess there's always something new and scary out there in the
wild.
Kathy
You wrote:
... and pigs ... and an old cowboy once told me elephants, but I think he
was pulling my leg.
