We had got Tór over his sillines with motorbikes, or so I thought, Went for a potter yesterday and for some reason he was on his toe toes, At the village school there is a blind bend, A biker came whizzing round the bend, Made no effort to moderate his speed frightening the life out of Tór who reared, spin and took off, almost flattening the biker in the process (why do they always shy into the scary thing?) As this process was taking place I was reading the biker his pedigree.
Anyway Thank goodness Tór is not a runner and his shies are generally short and sweet. Carried on our ride and the biker came back out of the village, and was silly enough to challenge me over my appraisal of his character! So I told him again what I thought of him, and because he asked, embellished it. as he was frightening the horse a second time!
I thought we were doing well getting him over his silliness over motorbikes, The guy down the road stops his bike and feeds him sweeties from the seat, Only takes one plonker to upset him
Anyway Thank goodness Tór is not a runner and his shies are generally short and sweet. Carried on our ride and the biker came back out of the village, and was silly enough to challenge me over my appraisal of his character! So I told him again what I thought of him, and because he asked, embellished it. as he was frightening the horse a second time!
I thought we were doing well getting him over his silliness over motorbikes, The guy down the road stops his bike and feeds him sweeties from the seat, Only takes one plonker to upset him