(Editor's note: Today's Guest Blogger is 7 yr old Mixer, AKA Drum's Dunlight Shadow, dun tobiano gelding by APHA stallion, Drum's Double, and out of AQHA mare, Tilly's Twilight.)
Got to thinking about it today. There's just some things that a self-respecting Paint horse can't abide. Things that sorta preclude the sensible, calm, trustworthy, unflappable side of a horse like me. Here are the top four:
4. BGIH (big gelding in herd), Leroy, riderless and thundering down the trail behind me. I am HUGELY proud to report that this incident, which occurred during my TENTH RIDE EVER, as I calmly loped down a trail on a loose rein, elicited only a slight turbo boost and mild snortiness.
3. Palm trees with wheels. WTF?? Nothing remotely natural about that. In retrospect, had they told me the palm tree was on a dolly, and that one of my humans was pushing it, I might not have been quite as alarmed. But still. In the moment, it was horrifyingly like a scene out of a zombie movie...When Zombified Palms Attack! In my own defense, I only reacted with moderate eye bulging, deep, rattling, sinus-clearing snorts, and full-Arabian tail position.
2. Pasos of any persuasion. For the love of God, are you trotting, or having a seizure???? Mother of Mercy, are your knees dislocated??? NO??? Then what the HELL is up with your front feet flying out SIDEWAYS??? IS IT CATCHING????? AAAAACKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!! No apologies on this one, folks. And heed my warning: snort deeply, roll your eyes with wild epileptic abandon, spin, and RUN LIKE HELL. Eight strides is good. Don't want to get too far away before you spin back around for a second snorty look.
1. Coyotes. Sneaky, slinking, thieving, cunning, SCARY little doglike furballs. Don't get me wrong: dogs are a joke. Drooling pansy-asses. Nothing remotely menacing about a dog; make themselves dizzy wagging their tails and exhaust themselves chasing rabbits a coyote could catch blindfolded with both front paws tied behind its back. I mean real honest to goodness, borderline-wolf Coyotes. I'm proud, but when it comes to Coyotes, I'm mostly proud of how really, really fast I can run. Really, my eligibility for the Kentucky Derby was clearly overlooked, because not even Quality Road could catch me with coyotes on my tail. Wanna see me take the Triple Crown? Put a couple 'Yotes behind the starting gate, and watch me FLY. Then again, chances are good I'll give in to curiosity and spin around for a second look after about the eighth stride....but hey, I was up to full speed after three!!!
See, I didn't get the nickname Turbo for nuthin'...