Sometimes I wonder what's going on in my horse's head. The barn owner and her daughter have two rather large dogs between them. Every now and then they'll come trotting through the arena while I'm riding, and Dublin doesn't so much as bat an eyelash at them. But heaven forbid there be a cat in there! The other day I was riding one of the barn cats darted across several feet in front of us. Dublin, in a move worthy of a champion cutting horse, dropped down a good foot, did a 180 turn and was half way to the other end of the arena before I had quite figured out what happened. Silly pony. Apparently she thinks our barn is infested with a particularly vicious variety of flesh eating felines
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