Gun shots too close to the house

24 minutes - 1.51 miles

After chores were done, I decided to take Rhulain out for a walk.  She is also in heat, so her head wasn't screwed on correctly.  She pranced, kicked, reared, and trotted with her head and tail held high as we went by the neighbors or whenever she heard another horse. Sigh.

 When she realized silly behavior wasn't going to get her out of work, she started to get in the game.  I asked her to trot and worked on having her pull me for a while.  She did great, my knee didn't fair as well, so we settled for a fast walk.

About half a mile from the house, we heard a quad close to our location.  We never saw the quad, but shortly after hearing him cross our path we heard shots being fired.  Rhu and I hustled home and I called the police once Rhu was safe in her stall.  It's illegal to shoot that close to the houses and dangerous for Rhu and I.   Thankfully nothing bad happened, but I sure don't want it happening again.

Shooters in the Sand Dunes

Wednesday, July 16th  Left at 7:42 pm  Arrived at 8:32 pm  100°
Rode with T & Red for 20 minutes, then Solo for 30

A familiar sight ... Red's rump and Morgan's green lips

Headed out the North driveway and out into the open desert.  Realized Morgan hesitates less if we go straight rather than turn left ... interesting.  Her hooves do not seem to be bothering her much any more.  We started towards the sand dunes, but heard gun fire coming from the other side of the dunes and decided it would be better to drift east and not cross the dunes.

Wait, we're going down this road by ourselves? Um, why? 

Because Morgie, it's still light and we're not done having fun!

Circled back around to the house, but I wasn't ready to call it quits.  T & Red were headed to the neighbor's house to practice jumping, so Morg and I accompanied her to the corner.  A truck with four men passed us along the way ... the shooters from the dunes.  They waved as they drove by, at least they were polite lawbreakers.

From there Morgan and I turned west and followed the main street.  A dirt bike traveled past us which made Morgie raise her head and tense, but she kept moving forward.

What is that hideous thing?

Um, we'll just call that "nature's planter box" and move on, k?

We turned down a quad path that we had followed before since it was starting to get dark.  I missed the turn and ended up facing a fenced property.  Hmmm.  We followed the property line, went between two houses and found our main road.

Thought we were going home.  Home is not in the sand dunes.

Yes Morg, but you're so awesome I bet you could climb that in less than 10 seconds.

Instead of turning towards home, I pushed it a little longer and went up one sand dune, came down the other side, then found our favorite road home.  Had a glorious exhibition of controlled speed for a quarter mile.  Then we decided to cross the open desert where we trotted, zigged, and zagged between the bushes all the way home.  Simply delightful!

We made it home!  Kiss my kissy spot ... right here!

Two kisses (and a carrot) for putting up with me tonight