Here is Andi's story about the helicopter:
We certainly had an interesting
training opportunity yesterday morning at the farm! A huge Army helicopter
flying repeatedly overhead, close enough for us to
wave to the occupants and have them wave back at us provided a great chance to do some "de spooking" with Bounced and Stevie Loverboy. Bounced was not really very disturbed by them, and got over it quickly as he got used to the racket. It seemed that I couldn't really get him to focus on what we were trying to work on, as well as usual, but I guess that is understandable since the racket they were making overhead could not be ignored! If that ever happens again, our boys will be prepared!
Here is Missy Miller's high flying story:
did I know when I headed to the barn today for my usual Wednesday morning
ride that I would be presented with such a wonderful training opportunity.
I guess there was really no way of knowing that a military helicopter
was going to take up residence at the school across the street and
Gun" like fly-bys of the barn. Loverboy and
I stepped out of the barn just as the helicopter was flying directly overhead.
We turned so we could face it and watched it fly over, Loverboy seemed
fairly nonplussed. As we make our way up the driveway to the arena, I notice
it has now landed across the street. There is the steady whir of the blades
and we can see them rotating as we walk up the drive. Well, Loverboy didn't
take kindly at all to the "alien" taking up residence across
the street. He stopped dead in his tracks and wouldn't move another foot...AWAY
from the barn, that is. He decided it was time to take cover. I decided
calm and easy was the approach, and started talking in a low voice. I slowly
eased him up the hill and as we turned away from the helicopter towards
the arena, I noticed him start to calm down. I started fussing over him
and telling him brave he is...and I can swear to you I saw him start to
walk with a little more swagger! He was very pleased with himself to say
We continued our work in the arena as the chopper continued to fly just above our heads. Loverboy jigged around at first, not really knowing what to make of the constant commotion. By the time the "alien" flew over us the 3rd time, he was settled and stood quietly by the fence to watch it go by.
Yet another small accomplishment for my guy and I am oh-so-proud!
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