I'm going back to driving alone, I think. This group driving is very stressful.
Today a driver brought her young dog; she wanted Mocha to begin going with her in the cart, as Mocha is a Vizula and needs lots of excercise. Everything started out fine. Dogs and horses were all fine (My Buddy always goes with me). Dusty, who is very dog agressive, was fine with Mocha. Perfect area to try this--rural roads with zero-little traffic. Mocha got rather close under the horses a few times but seemed to figure it out. I was ponying Dapper Dan behind the cart. This was the first time I've done that, but I felt Dusty was proficient enough now.
About 2 miles into the drive, Mocha decided to run under her owner's horse, Pharaoh. Pharaoh is 16 and has a magnificent temperament. Pharaoh and the cart went over the dog (not the wheels).It startled Pharaoh, of course, and he did a sideways leap. This threw the driver into a ditch (out of her EE cart). The cart did not tip over, thank goodness, or things could have been worse. Pharoah trotted on with the empty cart, very calmly, out into a field. He merely circled around, came to a nice halt and waited for someone to take his bridle.
Meanwhile, the driver picked herself out of the ditch, fortunately just shaken up, dirty and a little bruised, and held the horse of the other driver who went to fetch Pharaoh. Mocha jumped into the empty cart that was being held by the driver thrown into the ditch. I was afraid the silly dog would cause THAT horse to bolt, and the lady wouldn't be able to hold him, so I tapped Mocha with my whip and told her to get out of the cart. (Owner told her to get out first and she didnt' mind so that is when I tapped her with my whip. She jumped out of the cart and I said "good girl!)
Pharoah comes back, calm as pie, wondering what all the excitement is. We look around and Mocha has run off.
Mocha has totally lost her head. We tried to pursue her across wheat stubble but after half a mile of that in a cart, we turned back and headed for home to get a pickup. We finally got the hroses home then went to search for Mocha.
Mocha sees us, hears her name, is within 6 feet of us, and turns to run some more. She probably covered 10 miles or more, with us driving the roads, cutting across wheat fields and walking on foot. Three times she saw us, heard us, and kept running. My husband came to help, so we had 3 vehicles searching for her. It got so hot, we finally gave up for the afternoon and will try again this evening. HOpefully she will have calmed down enough that she will come to her owner.
I blame myself for touching her with the whip. She is not my dog and I had no right to touch her. I was just worried about her setting another horse off and didn't think it through. My sister blames herself because it was her idea to bring the young dog. The owner blames herself because she didn't think about Mocha needing reassurance after the cart went over her. We speculate she ran away because she thought she was in trouble.
What a day! We are going back to search this evening and have left notes on all the farm gates in the area, called the radio and police.
When I drive alone I only have calm, uneventful drives. I'm not sure I have the stamina for group drives.
Constructive criticism only, please! "By the Book" we did lots of no-nos. Actually all our horses behaved beautifully. It was the dog that was the joker in the deck--poor Mocha!
Today a driver brought her young dog; she wanted Mocha to begin going with her in the cart, as Mocha is a Vizula and needs lots of excercise. Everything started out fine. Dogs and horses were all fine (My Buddy always goes with me). Dusty, who is very dog agressive, was fine with Mocha. Perfect area to try this--rural roads with zero-little traffic. Mocha got rather close under the horses a few times but seemed to figure it out. I was ponying Dapper Dan behind the cart. This was the first time I've done that, but I felt Dusty was proficient enough now.
About 2 miles into the drive, Mocha decided to run under her owner's horse, Pharaoh. Pharaoh is 16 and has a magnificent temperament. Pharaoh and the cart went over the dog (not the wheels).It startled Pharaoh, of course, and he did a sideways leap. This threw the driver into a ditch (out of her EE cart). The cart did not tip over, thank goodness, or things could have been worse. Pharoah trotted on with the empty cart, very calmly, out into a field. He merely circled around, came to a nice halt and waited for someone to take his bridle.
Meanwhile, the driver picked herself out of the ditch, fortunately just shaken up, dirty and a little bruised, and held the horse of the other driver who went to fetch Pharaoh. Mocha jumped into the empty cart that was being held by the driver thrown into the ditch. I was afraid the silly dog would cause THAT horse to bolt, and the lady wouldn't be able to hold him, so I tapped Mocha with my whip and told her to get out of the cart. (Owner told her to get out first and she didnt' mind so that is when I tapped her with my whip. She jumped out of the cart and I said "good girl!)
Pharoah comes back, calm as pie, wondering what all the excitement is. We look around and Mocha has run off.
Mocha has totally lost her head. We tried to pursue her across wheat stubble but after half a mile of that in a cart, we turned back and headed for home to get a pickup. We finally got the hroses home then went to search for Mocha.
Mocha sees us, hears her name, is within 6 feet of us, and turns to run some more. She probably covered 10 miles or more, with us driving the roads, cutting across wheat fields and walking on foot. Three times she saw us, heard us, and kept running. My husband came to help, so we had 3 vehicles searching for her. It got so hot, we finally gave up for the afternoon and will try again this evening. HOpefully she will have calmed down enough that she will come to her owner.
I blame myself for touching her with the whip. She is not my dog and I had no right to touch her. I was just worried about her setting another horse off and didn't think it through. My sister blames herself because it was her idea to bring the young dog. The owner blames herself because she didn't think about Mocha needing reassurance after the cart went over her. We speculate she ran away because she thought she was in trouble.
What a day! We are going back to search this evening and have left notes on all the farm gates in the area, called the radio and police.
When I drive alone I only have calm, uneventful drives. I'm not sure I have the stamina for group drives.
Constructive criticism only, please! "By the Book" we did lots of no-nos. Actually all our horses behaved beautifully. It was the dog that was the joker in the deck--poor Mocha!