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The Bucket
My usual morning chores: all of the dogs go out with me to go and do the horses….
I had to move the big Waler into another paddock, but he wasn't ‘playing’, so I said “right girls” (stumpies Violet and Boo) “hustle him up for me”.
Well, you would think that I owned two blondes! “Which way do we go? What do you want us to do?” ‘Bark, bark, bark’—run around silly!!!!!!!!!
I raised my eyebrows looked at my old blue stumpy dog who I have never trained (who at present is sporting a nice bright yellow bucket on his head due to post injury) and said “crikey what do you reckon?”
He looked at me, looked at the horse I said ‘drive’. Down he went, across the gully, up the hill ,looked the horse in the eye said move it or else (bark) and drove him across into the paddock I wanted—without so much as a bite!
It is the funniest thing i have ever seen, and I bet the horse has got a story to tell his mates...like: “you would never guess what strange yellow and blue creature I just encountered”.