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02-20-2015, 11:32 PM
That's delicious, Dave! =P
Poor Finn had a rather unfortunate accident today, and I spent the better part of this afternoon being madder than heck at our dog, Daisy, who caused it. She's a wonderful dog and we're very lucky to have her, but she is obsessed with following any goat that leaves the property (even if the rest of them are at home!). I took Finn with me when I went riding today and Daisy tried to follow us down the road. I hollered at her several times to "GO HOME!" and eventually she disappeared, so I assumed she had finally obeyed.
Instead, the naughty dog snuck all the way around behind my neighbor's ranch and reappeared when we were more than a mile from home. She knew she was being bad and was trying to stay out of sight, so she was slinking around in the bushes and hiding in the long yellow grass which perfectly matches her coat. My horse caught sight of this creepy-looking predator lurking in the bushes and about had a heart attack before he realized it was our own dog. I was riding bareback and I'm really glad I didn't get dumped. I hollered at Daisy, jumped off my horse, and started throwing snowballs at her (which didn't work--she was determined to stay with us). Then I looked down and saw blood all over the road and realized that when Daisy spooked Jet, he had stepped on Finn's hind foot. Jet is always so careful not to step on goats or dogs or people even when they are right under his feet, and Finn has been careful to stay out of Jet's way, but when everyone panicked I guess they ran into each other.
Finn's foot was bleeding pretty badly, so I tied Jet to a tree while I packed snow around the foot to clean it off. He had a deep gash all the way down the bulb of his heel. I wrapped it tight in a handkerchief and the friend I was riding with called Phil to come with the truck. Phil took Finn and Daisy home and I doctored the poor goat up when I got back from my ride. The foot will probably be sore and swollen for a few days, but it doesn't appear to be broken. Finn dots it down when he walks. Next time I go riding, Daisy is either getting locked in the goat pen or she's going to wear Cuzco's shock collar so I can punish her when she disobey's my order to go home. I'm glad the accident wasn't worse and didn't involve anyone falling off a horse!
Poor Finn had a rather unfortunate accident today, and I spent the better part of this afternoon being madder than heck at our dog, Daisy, who caused it. She's a wonderful dog and we're very lucky to have her, but she is obsessed with following any goat that leaves the property (even if the rest of them are at home!). I took Finn with me when I went riding today and Daisy tried to follow us down the road. I hollered at her several times to "GO HOME!" and eventually she disappeared, so I assumed she had finally obeyed.
Instead, the naughty dog snuck all the way around behind my neighbor's ranch and reappeared when we were more than a mile from home. She knew she was being bad and was trying to stay out of sight, so she was slinking around in the bushes and hiding in the long yellow grass which perfectly matches her coat. My horse caught sight of this creepy-looking predator lurking in the bushes and about had a heart attack before he realized it was our own dog. I was riding bareback and I'm really glad I didn't get dumped. I hollered at Daisy, jumped off my horse, and started throwing snowballs at her (which didn't work--she was determined to stay with us). Then I looked down and saw blood all over the road and realized that when Daisy spooked Jet, he had stepped on Finn's hind foot. Jet is always so careful not to step on goats or dogs or people even when they are right under his feet, and Finn has been careful to stay out of Jet's way, but when everyone panicked I guess they ran into each other.
Finn's foot was bleeding pretty badly, so I tied Jet to a tree while I packed snow around the foot to clean it off. He had a deep gash all the way down the bulb of his heel. I wrapped it tight in a handkerchief and the friend I was riding with called Phil to come with the truck. Phil took Finn and Daisy home and I doctored the poor goat up when I got back from my ride. The foot will probably be sore and swollen for a few days, but it doesn't appear to be broken. Finn dots it down when he walks. Next time I go riding, Daisy is either getting locked in the goat pen or she's going to wear Cuzco's shock collar so I can punish her when she disobey's my order to go home. I'm glad the accident wasn't worse and didn't involve anyone falling off a horse!