Instead he got on the yellow line in the middle of the > road, threw me a bird, and gunned the gas. I was so mad. People never > cease > to amaze me. > > Renee
When I was 13, my mustang, Chief, and I had two incidences with motrocycles. I didn't have a saddle and we went every where bareback. One time a motorcycle came flying up behind us and gunned it. He caused my horse to jump sideways, just to get away and luckily he jumped toward the uphill side of the hill, but then the **hole came back. Chief had had enough and as the guy came toward us Chief kind of lunged at him and he slide on his motorcycle over the side of the hill! He slide quite a way but wasn't hurt. Chief was very proud of himself for protecting us. About 8 months later, several kids on minibikes drove up to us in a big, flat, field and started circling like Indians around a wagon. I was yelling at them that Chief didn't like motorcycles, they were laughing and started throwing rocks. I grabbed some mane and squeezed and Chief ran right at them and jumped over! Unfortunately, one kid fell over and he ended up with a broken arm. Luckily, a neighbor had seen the whole thing (as an adult you'd think he would have intervened), so I didn't get in trouble. Some people are just jerks! Cherie
