You may recall that Jasper Jules came along on our trail ride yesterday, which was all good until he saw a logging truck coming. FarmWife was prepared for this possibility and held us both steady on a wide part of the road, so no misfortune befell us. We're all well-practiced with traffic, and FarmWife was masterfully vigilant about our safety, but Jasper's reaction AFTER the passing of the rig was less than exemplary. He RUSHED past me, and RUSHED down the hill, and RUSHED towards home until he came abruptly against the end of his leadrope. Too much Rushing! Really! I did not approve. Not one bit.
This is me telling him, in no uncertain terms, that Rushing was NOT ACCEPTABLE.
|This is Jasper Rushing.|
|This is me telling him exactly what I think about his Rushing.|
|And here we are, friends again.|