Next Sunday, it's the Christmas parade in town. The theme is a
Storybook Christmas. I have taken pix of previous parades, and
wondered about signing up this time. There are usually many riders;
perhaps a hundred or more, along with the floats.
My horse is now getting to the sensible years, and as a dress
rehearsal, I took him out today in the crisp fifties for a ride round
the section with special attention to the other critturs en-route.
We passed a goat flock with a sheep and a donkey riding
shotgun on them. Easy.
A herd of cattle. (Stop and seriously consider options...)
Main road traffic from a wide grass verge - no problems.
Several score of greyhounds, barking and dashing along their runs,
close to and parallel with the verge. Well, OK, but not happy...
Off the main road and past more cattle - no problem - look,
that one is scared of me!
Miscellaneos bird lofts.
Dogs barking from backyards - Look, hesistate, but walk on.
The big test - a setter barking and advancing to his heels,
but friendly looking. Ignored him completely.
More dogs barking...then back into the vineyard.
Grand total: four and a half miles - several hesitations: two
shiver-in-place events - one mild 1/8 turn on the hinds.
These days, I indicate displeasure with startles with
a slap on the shoulder. [usual disclaimer: don't do this
at home: I'm a complete stranger, possibly a pimply
ten year old or an old age pensioner ? :-).
Oh yes that's right: I AM a senior citizen]
Seems like this horse is steady enough for the task now.
Where are those gilt jungle-bells?