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Horse Sense (of humour)

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I’ve been around horses for most of my life. I started riding when I was five, worked my way up through horse related jobs and eventually lived on a farm with my own horses. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a horse or even ridden one for that matter but I stay connected with them through my art. I’m an animal artist with most of my commissions being of horses (and dogs but that’s another blog).

Being around them, working with them and riding all the time made me so “at ease” with even the crankiest of horses that I never in a million years would have thought I might one day be “ill at ease” with them. So it came as a complete surprise when I was out in the field one day with two lovely Clydesdales (mother and daughter) and they got it in their heads to have a little fun with me. I was taking photos for reference material and all was going well when the “daughter” who was huge (17 hands to you horse folks) started to jostle me gently around with her shoulders. I wasn’t worried and just kept chatting to them while I snapped away with the camera. Well her mother thought this looked like fun and decided to get in on the action. This went on for a bit and didn’t look like it was going to end any time soon so I took hold of the daughter’s halter so she knew I wasn’t a novice (they can tell you know). Well talk about adding to the excitement! These two were like puppies in their quest for play. She started to trot briskly and as she was big and strong, promptly whisked me off my feet. Of course I let go and the two took off to find another toy. While I was little shaken I still had this little thrill of days gone by. I saw a photo that someone else had taken of me coming back through the gate and the smile on my face was from ear to ear.

I knew they wouldn’t have hurt me because I had carrots in my pocket…which is probably what the big attraction was in the first place.

Does the moon make a noise?

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I’m beginning to wonder about that. A little while ago in the middle of the night, my dog was growling at something outside the window. I got up to see what it was.  A cat, squirrel, Jack the Ripper…nothing. So I told him to pipe down and go back to bed. But the growling continued so I looked out again and the only thing I could see was the moon. It was full and almost bright enough to read by. Was that what was setting him off? Well back in bed, I started to think about all the things we associate with the moon. The tides, romance, people doing things out of the ordinary. What is the attraction? Why do wolves howl at the moon? And why only when it’s full?

Maybe the moon is calling out to us in a pitch so high only animals can hear…and my dog is arguing with what it has to say.

 

And in this corner…

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My dog is small but thinks he’s one of the big guys. While this is cute there have been times when I wish he was bigger. He’s been “attacked” twice but I use that term loosely. The other dogs may have started it but as their mouths were bigger than my dog’s head and could have killed him in an instant they didn’t. I think they just wanted a bit of fun and didn’t know what they were getting themselves into. You see my dog doesn’t initiate confrontation but he jumps right in when invited.

                                                             No shrinking violet my boy.

 

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