Most of you know that I ride Tango dressage and that we're in the training process. Dressage is precise, difficult, and beautiful to watch when done properly. The horse and rider move as one.
A friend sent me this video of canine dressage. I had never seen anything like it so I wanted to share it with you. It's beautiful to see. Enjoy!
It isn't always easy to do the right thing, especially if you're me, but this week I ran across two examples that I just had to share with you.
One day last week, while driving to my barn, I spotted a horrifically smashed black cat on the side of the country road. I glanced at the cat and then stared straight ahead. I sure hope that's not our barn cat, I thought to myself.
I got to the barn, tacked up Tango, and had a very nice ride. When I was done riding and Tango was in cross ties, Craig (one of the boarders) came in. Have you seen our black cat today? he asked Jeremiah (a terrific barn worker).
Jeremiah answered that he had indeed seen the cat just moments earlier. I breathed a sigh of relief. Then Craig said, Well when you get done here, let's go bury that cat on the road.
That's really nice of you, I told Craig.
Craig's response was simple. If it was my cat I would hope someone would bury it, he said.
I was humbled. It had never occurred to me to do such a thing and it should have.
And then yesterday, I ran into my neighbor Kelly. She was out walking her beautiful dog. We had rather traumatic morning, she said. I was about to let the dog out back when I noticed a squirrel lying on it's back but still alive. Mary Beth and I think it fell out of the tree.
What'd you do? I asked.
Kelly paused. It was so hard, she said, but it was clearly paralysed and suffering. I got a shovel and hit it in the head. I sobbed and sobbed while I did it, she said.
Now the normal me would have been freaked out about killing a squirrel with a shovel. But somehow this act was no different than Craig burying a cat he didn't know. Kelly's act was an act of kindness.
I guess loving kindness doesn't always mean just rescuing, finding homes, or even enjoying our own dear animals. Sometimes it means doing something very difficult that no one else wants to do.
I hope the next time that I encounter a situation like Craig or Kelly I am able to push my horror away and take action. Somehow I doubt it, but at least their examples will remind me of the right thing to do.
Well, Mom finally took us for a walk. Most of the snow melted and I guess she just decided it was time we got some exercise.
What Mom didn't tell us was that something new and really scary was approaching...or at least I thought it was. As you can see, I was braver than Annabelle gives me credit for...I pointed like a springer spaniel.
Annabelle stood behind me just so I couldn't see that she was shaking...not because she was cold!
At first I thought it was a monster. Then I thought it was something from the woods behind our house. Annabelle told me she thought it was related to us in some way. Quite an imagination that girl has!
I took a sideways glance to see if Annabelle was even close to the truth. That glance gave me the whole story! The biggest dog I've ever seen moved into our neighborhood. Anabelle said it was a fire dog. It didn't look like it was on fire to me, but I didn't want to steal Belle's thunder so I kept quiet. Anyway, I convinced Annabelle that we should approach cautiously and try to look inconspicuous so that's just what we did.
Don't look! I told Annabelle. No eye contact is the way to go with this big brute!
My suggestion seemed to work. The gigantic spotted beast never moved a muscle. It didn't even growl. We've got it made, I told Annabelle.
Let's leave just like we came!
After we rounded the corner I barked and Annabelle cried. Mom said that Annabelle sounded like coyote bait. I wonder what that means?
It probably means we won't get to walk again for at least a week. I wonder what will be new then? I'm hoping there will be exciting smells by every hydrant we pass. Do you like fire hydrants as much as me?
Hey! Maybe Annbelle's right. Maybe that beast is a fire dog and we just happen to have the best fire hydrants in the whole city!
I was thinking about abstract ideas to use on my writer's blog as writing activities. A comment my nephew made kept running through my mind. His mother (my sister) is as much of an animal person as me...maybe more. She has a huge dog and several cats.
The last time I visited her, my nephew passed through the room and looked at their rolly polly cat stretched out on the couch and said, "Get a job!"
The more I thought about what my nephew said, the more I thought this blog would be a much better place to ponder my idea. All three of my animals have one job in common. They are my psychiatrists. They hang on my every word and seem to agree with everything I say.
If I'm feeling like I want to run and hide to get away from a problem the best thing I can do is stroke Maddie's soft fur and listen to her purr (yes, I know she's a dog, but she purrs anyway) or play with Annabelle.
Tango's just a bigger version of the girls. When I go ride, every thought or concern I have goes by the wayside and better yet, when I'm done riding it's as if I didn't have a problem in the world.
After I thought for a bit about the therapeutic side to my animals I let my mind really wander and think about what kind of jobs Tango, Maddie, and Annabelle could have. It didn't take long for a very exciting idea to explode.
Tango could also be a circus ringleader. Maddie and Annabelle could be his circus stars. I'm sure I could make millions and millions just doing what I love best...being entertained by my handsome boy and my sweet girls. We'd travel all over the place. When we got to your state, I'd be sure to let you know. You could come meet us face-to-face or better yet...you could join us!
Yup! The circus is in our future.
What jobs do you think your guys would like to have? Just curious!
TANGO, ME and the JUDGE!I've had people ask me over and over again why I just don't drive Tango and not ride him. "It's so much safer," they say, "And at your age you don't want to fall off."
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