At the moment I am mostly practising getting ready for hunting next year. I really want to go. TW is scared so I've decided I have to show her that I'm a good boy.
On Friday I practised with a stupid collie. As we were walking back to the field he shot away from his owners and zipped right last my heels. TW held her breathe. I didnt even flinch. He came back again , right under my tail and made a funny noise as he flew past my hooflets. I didnt move again. TW was proud. She warned the collie people that if their dog did that to Bracky that he would kick shit out of it. They said I was a very good boy.
Today it was very windy but sunny. After a night in bed I was last to go to the field as the ponies were being nobby ( I think I have to be a horse to go hunting). Through the village I went with TW . I did a lovely trot as I wanted to get back to my buds. But then two more dogs appeared. I saw them from a long way off , they were wearing hi viz coats ( Bracky says the bloodhounds don't wear hi viz but I'm not so sure). I was a bit nervous at first but then we marched over. The silly baby dog wanted a cuddle with TW but jumped up in my face too. I ignored it. The labby lady laughed and said its a good job your horse is so sensible. Well yes lady I am aren't I? A very good boy.
Off down to the field and TW took my rug off for a treat , I stood for ages and scratched myself. It felt good! Silly horses would have tanked off after 24 hours in bed but I just stood in the sun and scratched and had a little nibble of grass. Frank and Brack were disgusted with me. They started marching up the field and stood and stared. Round the track I mooched while they glared at me . RRRUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!! HAH! I caught them by surprise and cantered at them both and we had a good old rumble.
I was glad when TW put my Ruggy back on though as the wind was nippy.
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