If you've ever ridden a horse, then you know that cantering is a scary thing. A terrifying thing. A completely traumatizing thing. But it's also one of the most exihlerating things you can experience. When I canter my horse, underneath the fear (ohmygodohmygodwhatifIfalloffanddie) glorious images of cowboys chasing bad guys and herding cattle run through my mind. It's like flying.
Buzzy and I feel much the same about cantering. Imagine a very small scream of fear in the back of your mind, slowly rising until it blocks out everything else and becomes a howling wail of terror that makes it impossible to think logical thoughts like: Oh, you know, I have this thing called balance. It usually keeps me from falling off. Cantering a horse is like riding a really big roller coaster, one of those gigantic snaky ones (I REALLY need to ride one of those!) except it's not crash tested and built out of tensile steel. No, my version of a roller coaster is an extremely volatile animal who could very easily accidentally kill me at any moment.
So you can understand my fear of this particular animal.
As I mentioned on Friday, this week's assignment is for Buzzy to learn to let loose and kick up some dust without having to be afraid. It's time I learned to do that, too.
/endrant
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