These are not hounds.
These. Are dogs.
I was so very proud of L!
The entire weekend was just insanely beautiful for this time of year. The weather is usually quite nice over the Columbus Day holiday here in New England but not this nice.
Sunday 9 October 4:15 pm
It was dry and pleasant and there wasn't even a wisp of a cloud as far as you could see in every direction.
L has had issues with dogs as far back as I can remember. She tries to stomp them. Pictured there above are a couple of our barn dogs and she's ok with them in the barn. Even that took years and if they're out of their crates sniffing around while she's on cross ties things can still get a little dicey.
A year or so ago a neighbor was out running his dog loose in the field while we were riding. He and L faced off at about 30 yards. The dog not the neighbor. And I'm thinking oh crap. I'm really sorry but if he comes charging down here barking L's going to kill him. They stared at each other for what must have been 2 or 3 minutes. I don't know what she said to him but he got all timid and put his tail between his legs and (thankfully!) ran back to his master.
So I was quite thrilled to be out there with the dogs. Her first time ever outside the barn with dogs. And the big black one there. The
Gordon. She's not particularly bright and she got in around L's feet there a little bit. L was very careful not to hurt her.
And when we all got some momentum going I look alongside and that little
Jack Russell was proudly heeling her.
A good time on a beautiful day and a great exercise for L.
And it looks like Monday, the 10th, was the last of the corn this season. This was a really good ear of corn for this time of year.