Yesterday, Comet found himself on the wrong side of water.
Not the brook, but the tiny little stream flowing through the field.
Blitzen has already learned to jump it, but Comet always take awhile longer to learn new things. Somehow he got across. Now he was stuck. He whinnied and whinnied and I tried to help him, but to no avail. Comet was stubborn and scared, and I wanted him to figure it out. Last night Comet stayed out in the field, with other horses, but they would come and go, he was too afraid.
Now 24 hours later, and I worried that we had a brewing problem. I called Dan; would he help? Dan thought that Comet was stuck over the 20′ wide brook, and came right away. When he saw the 4″ deep, 2′ wide stream, he laughed and laughed. Together, me at Comet’s head and Dan using a butt rope, we coaxed and pulled Comet to the edge, where his brave brother had just jumped across. The pressure from behind was too much, Comet had to go; he gathered himself and suddenly stretched straight up, hooves high in the air, like Superman, hovering there for a second, and then Hopped! More like a kangaroo then a horse, hopped on his hind legs, and landed SPLASH right into the mud and water! In shock and awe he scrambled to the other side, embarrassed and confused; But he was over, and amidst our laughter and congratulatory hugs to the little guy, he finally crossed the water.
Love afternoons like these….