Thank God my (rescue) mare spooks in place and I mean in place. The day I found the weimaraner in her tail? the only thing that let me know the dog was hanging there was the drop and dance. I will admit to the stupidity of blasting my ipod. I was wondering why the damn horse wouldn't calm down, turned around and lo and behold, a doggy tail ornament! I whacked him in the head, he dropped and I sicced her on him while screaming at the top of my lungs. Worked like a charm. I wouldn't really have cared if she had killed him at that point. I gotta hand? it to my girl for holding it together like that, there's no such thing as bombproof, but that's pretty damn close.?
Tiffany
On Apr 14, 2006, at 10:30 AM, Truman Prevatt wrote:
I'd much rather get off my self where I can set up and get my trusty hunting knife ready than have the horse spin and split leaving we laying on the ground as a sitting duck. The mistake I made with my first incident with an aggressive dog was to stay on. I ended up on the ground anyway and it was my good fortune that the dog chased the horse instead of coming after me.
