Wow - I go camping for a week, and look at all that's happened!
Welcome to all our new members. You've found a great group here.
CW - Sorry your lease didn't work out, but maybe it's for the best. Sounds like a great idea to take riding lessons. I'd give my eye teeth for some riding lessons, even if I had to use Dancer, but there aren't any boarding facilities around here, and no one to give lessons. Lessons sound like all the fun and none of the responsibilities.
FoxHunter - please. Send some of that rain our way - we desparately need it! Then again, Oklahoma always needs rain this time of year.
Funny-ish story that took place on our camping trip:
We took hubby's dog, Dolly, and one of my pups, Tuffy when we went camping. Tuffy just turned a year old. We live in the country, so he had never been on a leash before, never ridden in a vehicle before (except the one time to go to the vet to get shots and "snipped."
Tuffy panicked when I put the leash on him, so it was a real struggle getting him into the old motorhome - especially since the generator was already running. Maybe that should have told me that taking Tuffy was a spectacularly bad idea?
Any who, we stopped for lunch at a tiny city park just outside of Wilburton, OK. We've stopped at that park many a time. Hubby opened the door, and Tuffy bolted out the door, dragging his leash behind him. He was TERRIFIED! He ran across the highway and off down the railroad tracks.
I took off after him, but I am old and fat, so there was no way I was going to catch my poor puppy. A lady in a car saw what was happening, and followed Tuffy in her car, so I could see where he was headed. I got to within a hundred yards or so, and saw a pit bull come running out from a driveway and grab Tuffy by the scruff of his neck and give him a shake. I could hear poor Tuffy screaming. He broke loose and took off again - right in front of the car belonging to the lady helping me keep track of him. Her car clipped him, and I'm not sure who screamed louder that time - the lady or Tuffy.
Fortunately, he wasn't hurt, and I guess he saw me coming at about that same time, because he came flying back up the railroad tracks, right back to me.
I was so glad he came back - I was just sure I had lost him, because I had run/walked as far as I could in the sweltering heat.
It was funny, because after that, I couldn't get away from Tuffy - he walked calmly on the leash, right by my side. I could drop the leash, or leave it off altogether, and he still bumped into the back of my knees. Father in law said Tuffy has decided he is my dog/I am his person. If I left him in the motorhome with hubby while I went to take a shower, he howled until I got back. If I left him on the tie out while we ate a meal, he howled until I let him off so he could sit/lay beside me - or get in my lap. (Trust me, at 40 pounds, he is a LAP FULL!)
Just to see if he was sticking so close because he was in unfamiliar territory, this evening we went for a walk in the pasture. Sure enough, Tuffy stayed right beside me...sans leash.
This is my Tuffy puppy - also known as "Face Man." Photo06140900.jpg