My dog was made to pull a sled through snow. So he has a pretty easy go of it when he runs through fields of hay. Out in the country, people let their dogs run loose. We did that until he caused trouble. There was the fact that he looks like a wolf and scares small children when he tries to hug them. There was also the time he trapped a raccoon on our neighbors porch at 3AM and woke their household with his proud barks. Then there was the time he killed some of the neighbor's chickens. That time did it. We bought some heavy duty cable, and now Arrow spends his days straining and tugging against the cable. He lives at the edge of his leash.
Then he figured out how to bust out of his collar. He must have been thrilled at his new freedom and ran like the dickens with the wind plastering his ears to his head. He must have sniffed out the water in the nearby creek and sprinted his way through the forest behind our pond. When he infiltrated the horse farm, he must have thought to himself, "What glorious creatures I see! I should play with them!" He crouched, tail wagging, and, when the horse finally noticed my puny dog, Arrow pounced. Horses don't like pouncing dogs.
I got a phone call and arrived at the farm minutes later. I hung my head in apology as I introduced myself to the lady who could have but did not shoot my dog.
"He's such a nice dog," she said, "but he scares my horses and it's dangerous for both of them." I couldn't apologize enough as I took note of her beautiful farm. Three gorgeous horses held me in their lazy eyes as they nibbled on hay in the sun.
"My daughter would love to come see your farm," I told her. "She loves horses."
"I always need help around here. Is she looking for a job?"
And that is how my naughty dog got Emery the job of her dreams.
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