I take my bombproofing opportunities where I can

8 July 2011 6 Comments

There was a goat at the barn today.

It was tied to a trailer. I assumed it had been brought along as a companion for the horse currently taking a lesson in the arena.

I mean, racehorses have goat companions, right? Seems odd for a barrel horse, but what do I know?

Thinking my time was short, I rushed off and grabbed Ro from her paddock.

Bombproofing opportunity!

It took Ro a while to notice the goat. Apparently, you must be [this tall] to register on her threat radar.

When she finally realized that the goat was not a dog, she got a little excited. And then she remembered there was grass, and we were pointed in the direction of the grass, and she’d like to go eat the grass now, kplsthnks.

I consider that a goatproofing success.

I felt marginally bad for taking advantage of somebody’s goat, but not too much. All the goat had to do was stay tied to the trailer and eat, which it was happily doing anyway. I don’t think it even looked at Ro.

As it turns out, however, the goat is staying. They are going to use him for goat tying lessons or something.

I can see where this is going.

If the goat is hanging out in the arena, Ro is going to have to learn to deal with it while we work. I don’t think that will be a problem. But I do have visions of the goat following along behind us as we ride, in a weird mismatched pas de deux. That… may get interesting.

And if that weren’t fun enough, next week is camp week. I’m looking forward to it: the kids are always gone by the time I get out to the barn, but they leave stuff behind. Bombproofing!

I hope they paint the barrels yellow this time. Ro thinks yellow barrels are scary. I think she needs to get over that.

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