we have to many dogs. We saddle up and take off for the unknown a couple of weeks ago. We made our usual round and as we were picking up our pace towards home, a liver colored pooch started following us. Makayla, of course tried to shoooo him off, but he was very persistant in following us. We arrived at the house, and the dog tailed our horses right through the gate. Ron was not happy he invaded our space. Any how…we unsaddled for the evening, we went in the house and when morning come, there was no dog. Yay!
The next evening was the same story, minus the dog. As we approached our cut-off to make our evening round, there was THAT dog! That mangey pooch followed us nearly 8 miles and back home again. Ron felt sorry for him, decided he needed watering since he trekked the whole distance with us. I began to think he needed food as well. Needless to say, he got his belly full and retired under a tree to rest while we unsaddled our horses. Hustling about cause it was still hot, we went in the house.
Next day…Makayla is looking for the dog. He was still hanging around, so Ron told her if she wanted that dog it was her responsibility. What a sap! They spent the morning fixing him a 20 by 10 kennel run along side the others kennels. Having a man who loves animals is a good thing. We now have an other dog, along with, the other 9 we already had. Yippeeeee! LOL Makayla named the dog Happy. Not! the end of story.
|Happy the Pit/Lab mix. Cooling off during our ride.|