THE HORSE INCIDENT

I just remembered that I never wrote about our trip to Amish Country. Mostly it’s because we’ve been really busy, but to be completely honest, there was an incident that I’ve been trying to forget about. I don’t want you to think that I didn’t have a good time on vacation, cause for the most part, it was a ton of fun. Our cottage by the covered bridge was really cool. 

It was kinda cold out, so we didn’t get to swim in the river a lot, but there was lots of room to play frisbee, and we went to a farm that makes the Best ice cream in the whole wide world. We got to sleep in late and spend all of our time together. So we all had a really good time, in fact it was just about perfect, except for one thing. 

I know Auntie Jen already told just about everyone, and I really don’t want to re-live the incident again, so I’m just gonna go ahead and admit that yes, I’m a little bit afraid of horses.

“A little bit afraid?”-Auntie Jen

Alright, alright! I’m a lot afraid. But seriously, can you blame me? Do you know how big these things are?? Have you seen them??? They’re so big people ride them!

 I know a lot of really big dogs. My Cousin Sophie is big. Grover and Mojo and Looch are really big dogs that come to Camp. But I figured horses are like, ten times as big as all of them, probably put together. So I asked Aleksa, and I was right. She said that the average horse weighs 1,100 pounds, and that some of them can weigh as much as 2,200 pounds. That means Sophie, Grover, Mojo and Looch all together only weigh half of what a small horse weighs! Not to mention they always travel in pairs, and pull these really loud cart things behind them. It’s very intimidating. Waya didn’t like them either.

There were cows all over the place in Pennsylvania. They’re really big too, but all they do is hang around in the fields. I like cows. They’re not running loose in the streets scaring the Heck out of everybody.

“Horses aren’t bad animals, David. They like a lot of the same things that dogs do. They like the snow, and running on the beach and playing together, which is probably where the saying “Horsing Around” comes from. Maybe you ought to give them another chance”-Editor/Mom

You realize I only weigh 47 pounds, right? One of them is like, 23 times as big as me. How would you feel if you saw any of these things coming at you?? 

What if they all decide to get together and have a stampede? Who’s gonna keep me from being trampled to death then? Nobody, that’s who. So, No Sir-eeee, Bub, you’re not gonna catch me anywhere near any of them.

“Hey, David. If Waya keeps growing at the rate she is now, she might be able to give them a run for their money. She’d save you.”-Editor/Mom

Ha ha ha… You’re kidding, right?? No way she could get that big.

“Yeah, probably not. I wouldn’t worry about it.”-Editor/Mom

 

 

 

 

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