I'm sure I've said many times that Dobbs is an old "gentleman", kind to the ladies, shares his hay, etc. Right? Remember?
I pull Thai out because she's lost a little weight. I think that's because Dobbs bolts his grain, and she doesn't. He's maintained. I wanted to give her more focus and get her weight back up without competition. So I pull Thai and switched her out with Millie. I figured Dobbs might "boss" her a little, put her in her place.
So I switched them out, and fed. Dobbs was running Millie off when I returned with their hay. I checked on them a couple times. Dobbs was watching Millie, and Millie was DEFINITELY watching Dobbs. But things seemed to settle down so I went into the house.
Then the thundering started. I got up and looked out the window.
Dobbs was running Millie around the arena, ears pinned, teeth bared. It wasn't a "run off". He didn't let up AT ALL. He was after her like a rabid dog! All I could see was my filly having a wreck and breaking a leg.
So I grabbed a halter and went out to catch Dobbs. He was so intent on running Millie, that he ignored me. Something he NEVER does. I finally got the halter on him and while I was tying him, he went after her again.
I finally got him tied on the far side of the arena and set the panels back up to make a pen. Getting him in the pen was a challenge, because Millie was so traumatized, she wanted to sit in my lap. I had to get the buggy whip and run her off.
When Dobbs was finally locked up in the pen, I went to barn and fetched some baling twine...to tie the panels together. I doubt that he'd try to get out, but just in case. After all, Thai was an escape artist...she managed to get the panels down more than once.
BAD DOBBS!
On a different note....
I bought some supplies to clean Classy's butt on Saturday. Becky has offered the use of her barn with stocks and hot water. I'm going to do a thorough cleaning on Little Miss Classy Pants!
My son left this evening for Spokane. Tomorrow he'll have his physical and take the ASVAB. I think I finally figured out why I'm so unsettled... I haven't yet seen him as a "man". I still see him as "my boy". *sigh - when did he grow up?*
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Hmmm... Maybe Miss Millie said something bratty? Maybe Millie was calling him "Gramps"? You never know what those kids are going to say or do when you aren't looking...
I turned Dobbs back out after I got home from work. So far, he's pinning his ears and making faces at her, but not running her all over like he was. I just was afraid she'd get hurt in the night.
I hear you. My old dog tolerates pups really well. She's just not so keen on the girls when they grow up and hit sexual maturity. She'll get a little toothy looking with them then. Maybe Dobbs just doesn't like babies and he'll tolerate her better when she's a big girl.
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