Noah!!

Not mine, he's my best friends 1 year old sproodle who comes every week to have a walk with mine over the fields.

Today Frank was out. Normally he takes not notice, but today he decided Frank looked like he wanted to be chased!! Frank did not want to be chased obviously, but Noah would not let up, we shouted like fish wives from the side, dodged out of the way of Frank as he cantered past bucking!!
I said to her we really need to catch him, he's gonna get kicked, if he gets kicked she said it'll serve him right and he'll learn.
Noah got kicked yelped hobbled over and fell at Justine's feet, then he just went floppy and looked really spaced out. At this point i panicked more than i did with Bryn's arm and said Oh my god you need to get him to a vet now i think he's really hurt!!! I may have even said i think he's dying!! WTF!!
At this point Noah lifted his head, shook it and jumped up not even limping!!!

We came in had a coffee and calmed ourselves. Justine looked at me and recalled the moment laughing saying did you really say i think he's dying???

Never a dull moment here!!

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