Kalvin and Jackson, out in the pasture, took off at a run when they saw me coming. Seriously, Jackson. I understand Kalvin running off since he will spook at anything but you? Snorting, head high, trembling, bug eyed beast at me??
|Sorry. You just looked so.... weird with that bag. I'm okay now. I think.|
He did eventually get close enough to take a cautious sniff at the bag.
Winston and Flash were in the barn. Winston spends the mornings inside eating his flake of alfalfa and extra grass hay. He's putting on weight nicely. Flash is in the barn to keep Winston company. They didn't care too much about the bag on my leg. Winston was bored and demonstrated his favorite game of "throw your halter on the ground." Or maybe it was a hint.
He begged me to ride him. I explained that I would love nothing more than to do that but it wouldn't be much fun for either of us at this point. I hugged his face, kissed his nose, and rubbed his forehead. He seemed to understand and forgive me.
Flash snorted at the bag and his blue eyes opened wide but he relaxed quickly. There isn't much that rattles him. After you've done fireworks and flares, a plastic bag is nothing.