Kip and I went out today for our first, long, really grown-up ride with a bunch of other people from the stable. It’s interesting what a baby will find scary, and what they won’t:
1. Crossing a main, VERY busy road in town, four lanes of heavy traffic: not scary.
2. Crossing over painted lines on the road: scary.
3. Motorcycle: not scary.
4. Large, noisy lorry: ditto.
5. Cows making noise up on the top of a hill on a farm, which was so distant we could barely even see it: VERY scary, to the point of him turning into a horsey statue. I had to get off and hand-walk him until we were out of range. And this is a horse that was living in a calf barn when I bought him, since he was a stallion and couldn’t be stabled with the other horses. Go figure.
6. Two narrow hump-backed bridges: not scary.
7. Large dog barking and snarling behind a gate: very scary.
8. Tiny dog running out into the road and barking at the horses’ heels: not scary.
9: Industrial car vacuums, a man cutting or grinding metal in a workshop: not scary.
10. Man dragging a garden hose out of his garage: VERY scary.
We survived, though, and Kip seemed quite proud of himself when he got back. Someone else commented on how he was strutting along, very impressed with himself, as though he knew he had really done something. :) Kip is such a butthead sometimes (ok, most of the time), but he really is my baby boy.