Buddy and I went hunting – we jumped some recognisable and awkward handmade gates apparently on our local estate – even a couple on top of big long grass slopes which bore some resemblance to the real place.
The hunt was all around us – I let Buddy go and trusted him to stay upright – and we did – I wasn’t bothered and I was laughing – and then the hunt were in a deep river and that is when I knew I was in a dream and I woke up – laughing.
I ‘had a go’ at drowning once as a teen – many years ago – and was saved by a teenage friend – never liked water after that and if there was ever going to be a night mare – there was water in it!
So back to Buddy…
Our relationship took a hammering when he ran off back in the Autumn – but I was more annoyed with myself than fearful- and then due to him having trouble staying upright he has had various minor leg injuries which have meant lots of vet visits and other handling that has been uncomfortable for him and tricky for me and I have become aware of that nervous sensation around my edges making me jumpy when I would be relaxed…
So I get this dream
– Buddy upright and jumping tricky things, out in company and me laughing and loving it – well ‘That’s nice!’
If ever there IS a river involved I am SO out of there! Nasty, wet, cold – no place for a horse – OR ME – even in a perfectly inspiring dream! 🙂
Of COURSE I am NOT superstitious. Am I?