Now that its hot we turn the horses out at night and keep them in the stable during the day. So they had a chance to enjoy the neighborhood fireworks on Sunday night.
They are used to guns going off at all hours, but the whistling explosions and flashing sparklers were new. Black Cloud worked himself into a frenzy. As self-proclaimed herd leader he had to take charge and save the rest. So he kicked and bucked all over the place, running up and down along the fence line and snorting.
In his fevered imagination, he took control of the situation, scared off the intruders and led the weaklings safety.
Actually Otis and Angel were fairly calm throughout the ordeal. They seemed more apprehensive of Black Cloud than of the fireworks. Angel squealed every once in a while, probably to egg Black Cloud on. She is a bit of an instigator. Nothing to do with her gender, of course.
After a half hour they all settled down, Black Cloud no doubt under the impression that he saved the others from certain death.
I think they all forgot the whole episode by morning. They're not very patriotic.
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