My horse Bashum was a lovely paint horse and like all of mine I loved him dearly.
Then along the way Bashum and I just happened to acquire a very special friend that hated the color RED who attached himself to us...
I had a feeling this would be coming, for one day I received a call from John who owned the goats.
"Adelaide, how are you doing?"
"Hanging in there! And YOU?"
"I'm doing the same."
Then silence.
"Uh John, what's up?"
"Well...I uh...you see...uh...someone bought my goats...but since I couldn't catch the one attached to Bashum I decided to give him to YOU. Besides EVERYONE is saying it would be SUCH a terrible shame to separate those two anyway..."
So this is how Adelaide became the proud owner of a very obsessed little black goat who absolutely hated the colour RED which by the way you should remember. I named him Oakey Doak (from a song about a horse named Oakey Doak who did not have a problem with RED). To be honest I had already grown very attached to the little squirt anyway. Obviously Bashum adored him. It was so charming to call Bashum when I would arrive at the farm and see him galloping to me with dear little Oakey Doak coming right behind him as fast as he could.
Oakey Doak went everywhere Bashum and I rode. Though off the farm I often limited the distances out of concern for the little one.
Often well meaning people would stop and ask if I knew there was a goat following us. DUH.
Now goats can sometimes be territorial and Oakey Doak was no exception. He would go bonkers if he saw his reflection in a shiny car which then meant attacking it with his little horns. None of us at the farm had shiny cars you see so I didn't know Oakey Doak had this burning desire to seriously injure his reflection until the very first time this happened (thankfully without any damage!) to someone's Mercedes which DEFINITELY was not at the farm. From then on I kept him on a lead rope while riding off farm.
Remember now if I haven't made this clear yet Oakey Doak hated the color RED.
Sometime after I acquired the little goat my friend Rory and his horse Ben went riding with us one day on these amazing trails which opened up into this vast park with a huge lake. It was July 4th.
"Uh John, what's up?"
"Well...I uh...you see...uh...someone bought my goats...but since I couldn't catch the one attached to Bashum I decided to give him to YOU. Besides EVERYONE is saying it would be SUCH a terrible shame to separate those two anyway..."
So this is how Adelaide became the proud owner of a very obsessed little black goat who absolutely hated the colour RED which by the way you should remember. I named him Oakey Doak (from a song about a horse named Oakey Doak who did not have a problem with RED). To be honest I had already grown very attached to the little squirt anyway. Obviously Bashum adored him. It was so charming to call Bashum when I would arrive at the farm and see him galloping to me with dear little Oakey Doak coming right behind him as fast as he could.
Oakey Doak went everywhere Bashum and I rode. Though off the farm I often limited the distances out of concern for the little one.
Often well meaning people would stop and ask if I knew there was a goat following us. DUH.
Now goats can sometimes be territorial and Oakey Doak was no exception. He would go bonkers if he saw his reflection in a shiny car which then meant attacking it with his little horns. None of us at the farm had shiny cars you see so I didn't know Oakey Doak had this burning desire to seriously injure his reflection until the very first time this happened (thankfully without any damage!) to someone's Mercedes which DEFINITELY was not at the farm. From then on I kept him on a lead rope while riding off farm.
Remember now if I haven't made this clear yet Oakey Doak hated the color RED.
Sometime after I acquired the little goat my friend Rory and his horse Ben went riding with us one day on these amazing trails which opened up into this vast park with a huge lake. It was July 4th.
Remember that...July 4th.
When Rory and I, our horses, and a very cute goat who hates RED arrived at the park where horses (and goats) were allowed, we encountered a huge group of people having a picnic. The kids not used to seeing horses all came running over to us in this huge wave of squealing.
Very LOUD squealing. And I mean LOUD.
This in turn terribly frightened the horses. As usual I was riding bareback so when Bashum suddenly made a very high sideways leap of terror, I very heroically managed to stay on.
But...BUT I dropped Oakey Doak's lead rope! And it's July 4th when people tend to wear RED, white, and blue!
In extremely quick succession Oakey Doak saw a massive amount of RED and realized he was not restrained anymore. Rory quickly sizing up the situation threw me Ben's reins, jumped off, and ran after Oakey Doak.
Thankfully Oakey Doak happened to be a very small goat which we had in our favor. Next, all the kids, especially those who were dressed in bright RED, thought the little goat was playing some kind of fun "goat tag" with them and were loving it!
Finally, Rory was able to step on the lead rope as it went flying by at one point and was able to stop Oakey Doak before he could inflict serious damage to more RED clothing.
As all the adults watching the action unfold before them were roaring with laughter, I realized they were blissfully oblivious as to how serious the situation as a whole was. Because you see their barbecue suddenly left unattended at a critical moment, would have been ruined had I not very urgently directed their attention to this.
In extremely quick succession Oakey Doak saw a massive amount of RED and realized he was not restrained anymore. Rory quickly sizing up the situation threw me Ben's reins, jumped off, and ran after Oakey Doak.
Thankfully Oakey Doak happened to be a very small goat which we had in our favor. Next, all the kids, especially those who were dressed in bright RED, thought the little goat was playing some kind of fun "goat tag" with them and were loving it!
Finally, Rory was able to step on the lead rope as it went flying by at one point and was able to stop Oakey Doak before he could inflict serious damage to more RED clothing.
As all the adults watching the action unfold before them were roaring with laughter, I realized they were blissfully oblivious as to how serious the situation as a whole was. Because you see their barbecue suddenly left unattended at a critical moment, would have been ruined had I not very urgently directed their attention to this.
By the time Oakey Doak's lead rope was safely back in my hand, there thankfully was only one casualty. A kid's RED T-shirt was missing a section out of it. However
no one minded because they said the goat and horses were SO entertaining and Rory and I so nice. In fact they even invited us to join them for a barbecue dinner! We politely declined as we thought it best to get Oakey Doak home before anything else happened. Yet they did insist upon taking pictures of the goat, horses and us with EVERYONE before we left!
So somewhere out there in the world may be photos in albums of two horses, their riders, and a very cute little black goat with a section of bright RED T-shirt hanging from his mouth surrounded by a very lovely bunch of people.🐎😂🐎🐐
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