Monday, September 19, 2011

ten horns

Wasn't in the right frame of mind for herding lessons, but went out in the field anyway. After a frustrating twenty minutes of poor handling and a frantic dog, Gibson sent the five horned ewes sprinting directly into me. They knocking me into the ground, the blunt end of several horns hitting my thighs and gut. Winded and bruised, I got up, called my dog, and sat on the hill and cried for a long time.

I'm making tea and going to bed.


Blogger candisrrt said...

oh dear! Ok...that is 3, you are done. Tomatoes, iphone and now horns. The circle is complete and the rest of your week will be great!!!

September 19, 2011 at 7:28 PM  
Blogger Karen L. said...

Talk to Jon Katz again. He knows all about getting run over or falling down. Hope tomorrow is a better day ... it should be after today!

September 19, 2011 at 7:30 PM  
Blogger KellyV (Kelly the Fifth) said...

But Miss Jenna, you are correct. Tea, bed, rest - all good remedies. Poor you, poor Gibson. Sometimes a do-over is necessary. Tomorrow will be better for sure.

September 19, 2011 at 7:37 PM  
Blogger Tara said...

Hang in there. These things can't beat you, and you know it. That said, there's absolutely nothing wrong with a good cry now and then.

September 19, 2011 at 7:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think a nice long soak in the tub with the tea is in order before bed.

September 19, 2011 at 7:59 PM  
Blogger Ann said...

If it helps any, tonight my salmon patties fell apart, my pie crust was tough, and my corn salad seemed dry. And that was just dinner. I hope three is the completion number, so we can both be done. At least you still posted. Rest, and it will all get better.

September 19, 2011 at 8:02 PM  
Blogger Lindsay said...

That sounds rough. Tomorrow is a new day and taking a quiet moment tonight to gather your strength will surely help. Sending good thoughts your way from the west coast. Thanks for writing.

September 19, 2011 at 8:08 PM  
Blogger Tina - Our Rustic Roots said...

Yet you not only survived, you posted about it because you know, deep inside, it's just more proof that you are a survivor. NOTHING will stop you.

(I fell down the stairs today, I 100% agree on the long, hot bath.)

September 19, 2011 at 8:10 PM  
Blogger Maria said...

Tea and bed sound need it, you deserve it, just do it...and everyone needs a good cry once in a while!

September 19, 2011 at 8:14 PM  
Blogger jim said...

sounds like our fav girl needs a Jenna day= do something you really like, spend time with those you enjoy-play some good mt music, read a little poetry- sometimes we just get pretty burned out and need some rejuvination. tomorrow will be better

September 19, 2011 at 8:16 PM  
Blogger Lee Ann said...

Oh Jenna...some days are just like that....a good cry, a hot cup of tea, a long shower, a solid night's favorite cures for a rough day. Tomorrow will be better :)

September 19, 2011 at 8:20 PM  
Blogger Sara O said...

Poor dear! Tea with lots of honey and a warm quilt does wonders for the soul. Hope tomorrow is better.

September 19, 2011 at 8:35 PM  
Blogger Karen Rickers said...

Oh, the lessons ... they're not always very comfortable, are they?

Last night, I dropped a bottle and my sleeping greyhound Maz jumped up with a start! Honestly, I think he must have been a Mafia informant in a former life, because he's always looking behind him when we're on walks, and he's totally freaked out by loud noises. Anyway, he jumped and ran for the stairs to scamper up to the relative safety of the bedroom. I said, Maz, STAY! He paused at the foot of the stairs, hovering between listening and running, and finally ... he ran! I was incensed ... he was being DISOBEDIENT! I shouted for him to COME! When he didn't, I actually said, "Don't make come up there ..." (Honestly, I'm usually not such a Neo-Nazi, I don't know what got into me). I followed him to the second floor, hauled him out of the bedroom, and literally PUSHED him to the top of the stairs, where I used my knees on his bum to force him to come downstairs as I'd asked. After several attempts on his part to sneak by me, foiled by me pinning his head to the wall with my leg, he stood perfectly still and growled. Not a "Get your hands off me or I'll rip your tits off, you f'ing bitch!" kind of growl. More of a high-pitched, "I'M NOT GOING DOWN THERE!!!!" kind of growl. Which was when I finally clued in to the fact that he wasn't being disobedient, he was terrified.

I felt so awful. I hugged him, and asked his forgiveness over and over. And the lovely thing about dogs is, they forgive so easily. I'm trying to forgive myself with the same ease, or at least to not act the same way in the future. And this is just to say that all of us screw up sometimes, we wouldn't be human if we didn't, and thank goodness those we love forgive us so we can move on.

I'm sorry about those ewe horns in your gut! Ouch.

And everyone's right .... tomorrow WILL be better!

September 19, 2011 at 8:40 PM  
Blogger jenomnibus said...


September 19, 2011 at 8:41 PM  
Blogger Diane said...

Ouch! It sure is Monday. I hope the tea and bath help. Some Arnica might help with the soreness you will undoubtedly feel tomorrow. It must be going around. I stacked a whole pallet of firewood just so, and when I was a little more than halfway done, one of the bottom logs slid and the whole structure came down. Then the hens got into a fenced part of the garden and I spent 45 minutes fishing them out. Dare I try starting my sock-knitting project? I think not.

September 19, 2011 at 8:45 PM  
Blogger doglady said...

Run over by sheep.Sounds kind of bad for the body and ego. Tomorrow you can step back in your training of Gibson and do some things that will work right so you both have a positive experience. Dog handlers, regardless of discipline, learn from their mistakes and thank goodness most dogs are forgiving.

September 19, 2011 at 8:47 PM  
Blogger Victoria Nidetch said...

Poor dear,some days are like that.
Tomorrow will be better. Give Gibson a good loving and rest.

September 19, 2011 at 8:52 PM  
Blogger L-Marie said...

Something must be in the air! I started my day with taking my 5 1/2 yr old Lab/Newfoundland mix for a walk. Something spooked him and he bolted. I landed face first in a mud puddle and got dragged through it on my stomach. Did I forget to mention I was still holding onto his leash and he weighs 110 lbs?

I got him home and settled and decided I needed a shower, a change of clothes and to bandage my hands and knees. Wouldn't you know it, in the middle of washing my hair the shower curtain fell down. I now had water spraying all over the bathroom to mix with the mud I already dragged in. I spent the next 2 hours mopping mud and water from my front door to the bathroom.

I am so glad this day is over.

Take heart Jenna, we all have days like this once in awhile. Makes me appreciate more the days that only go half as bad.

September 19, 2011 at 9:10 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oy vey. I hope you feel better.

September 19, 2011 at 9:14 PM  
Blogger Jen said...

I can't say I wouldn't have done the same thing. Plus some shouting and throwing things (not at the dog. At life, I guess). Good thing I don't have sheep, eh?

Hope you enjoy your tea!

September 19, 2011 at 9:15 PM  
Blogger Margaret said...

A cathartic cry is good for the soul. I hope it wasn't a cry of pain. ouch! You'll learn from this experience and it will get better. Drink up!

September 19, 2011 at 9:17 PM  
Blogger S. Edwards said...

Well.......look at the bright side. At least Gibson brought the sheep right TO you! As a group even! Great progress! :)

You come by those bruises honestly, and you are doing more than most! Hang in there.

September 19, 2011 at 9:17 PM  
Blogger MIB said...

Lord, I know that feeling--where the exhaustion and spiritual off-centerness are compounded by a physical hurt that in other circumstances could be walked off. But right then, all you can really do is cry like a frightened kid. And no one is there but animals, who can sympathize but not understand. When I get to that point, I just need to curl up for awhile. It'll pass--you and I both know it. But you need to make yourself a priority until it does (so says I). <>

September 19, 2011 at 9:18 PM  
Blogger Kat said...

Ten horns, twenty hooves, one energetic, young border collie and one frustrated but determined farm gal. This, my friend, has all the makings of a great story...tomorrow.
But tonight? Tonight is for a hot toddy and a soft, cozy, snuggle-down bed loaded with quilts and dogs and all things good.
Here's to the redemptive qualities of a new sunrise...sweet dreams and a sweeter day tomorrow, Jenna-

September 19, 2011 at 9:19 PM  
Blogger DarcC said...

So glad you're okay. Trust your gut. If your instincts say it's not a good night, heed them! Last time I got on a horse that my gut was telling me not to get on, but I didn't want to delay (again), I was very deliberately thrown and did a "lawn dart" head-first into the ground. I'm here to tell you about it 'cause I was wearing a helmet.

Trust your gut.

September 19, 2011 at 9:19 PM  
Blogger DarcC said...

And of course, if you get nauseous, feel faint or dizzy, etc., don't delay, call for help. I hope your wounds are only superficial bruises but if you were trampled you could have internal bleeding and not know it for a time. Sorry to sound alarmist but it's best to be extra cautious when living alone!

September 19, 2011 at 9:22 PM  
Blogger Lisa said...

I've cried, on more than just a few (hundred) occations. Rest is a good thing.

September 19, 2011 at 9:34 PM  
Blogger Misty said...

Had that happen to me but with cattle. They knocked me right out of my boots. Took a horn to my thigh. All I could do was crawl around to pick up my boots and then sobbed, bent over double. It's times like this when you realize how easily you can be injured. How easy it would be to ruin your life. These are always hard learned lessons.

September 19, 2011 at 9:48 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

OUCH! I don't even want to imagine the scene. I would say take a sea salt bath but if I remember correctly, you don't have a tub to soak in. I would imagine that, in theory, a hot water/sea and epsom salt soaked towel wrapped around your thighs might reduce swelling in the muscles, but I could be completely wrong. I'm such an advocate for sea/epsom salt soaks because my own ache-inducing job, that I think it might be worth a try...can't hurt. :)
If tea doesn't help, hot chocolate is SURE to pick you right up. Tis the season. :)
Feel better soon! We're all rooting for ya!!!

September 19, 2011 at 10:46 PM  
Blogger City Girl said...


September 19, 2011 at 10:51 PM  
Blogger Rachel said...

I had a rough day too. It's funny how tea seems to be a universal fix-it; so many of us agreed that it's essential in these comments! Feel better <3

September 19, 2011 at 11:20 PM  
Blogger Ann said...

Jenna, it must be in the air because tonight I walked into my dark dining room and fell right over my brown Chesapeake Bay Retriever(2nd time I've done that). @L-Marie, been there done that one too(including the 110lbs)! When you have 3 large dogs, there are hazards. The last fall I had was over my yellow lab and I dislocated my big toe!! Ouch! Yes, I sat down and cried. I'm sure tomorrow will be better. Better to take a step back and relax. A word of caution -- a fall like that takes a while to get over. ox

September 19, 2011 at 11:24 PM  
Blogger bree said...

Oh no. So sorry.

September 19, 2011 at 11:28 PM  
Blogger Billy said...

We have Blackface but I am not sure I will ever use th for puppy sheep. We have some smaller hair sheep crosses who are better for that purpose. I still find myself turning sideways out of habit - to protect my knees- when one of my boys who should know better brings me the Scotties at 90 mph.
My trainer always says that if you are not in the right frame of mind then give up the session and try again another time. Easier said than dine when we have limited daylight and time to accomplish training after working all day! But I have always found him to be correct in this advice. He says if you are walking off the field with your throat hoarse Nd sore it's time to re-evaluate your process ! :-)

Needless to say we've All been there with you. The first time I tried to work Rime at my trainer's and show him how good we were doing Rime knocked me flat just like you. Only luckily the sheep were not Scotties!

Try again when you are rested up and healed. Know that what happened is something every border collie handler has been thru! Gibson is so young, there is no huge rush. Hope the tea and bed were good therapy.

September 19, 2011 at 11:52 PM  
Blogger redbird said...

Ouch…hope you don’t feel it too bad in the morning, that tea and a good night's rest works its wonders. Take care and don’t lose heart.

September 20, 2011 at 12:47 AM  
Blogger Peacemom said...

As I keep telling myself with all the frustrations of buying our new farm...this too shall pass. Hope you had a restful night. Peace to you, ~Vonnie, NH

September 20, 2011 at 6:00 AM  
Blogger Megan said...

The knocks to the ground and the tears all have value too. I'm sure after a good cry and some shut-eye you are going to feel much better and ready to go head long into the fall/winter. I hope you have a great day today, Jenna!

September 20, 2011 at 7:02 AM  
Blogger Kelpie and Collie said...

You're going to hurt today Jenna, so take some aleve and drink a lot of water. Feel free to contact me via fb...

September 20, 2011 at 7:04 AM  
Blogger Megan said...

The knocks to the ground and the tears all have equal value to the victorious moments. You can't really have one without the other. I'm sure after a good cry and some shut-eye you are going to feel much better and will be ready to go head long into the fall/winter. I hope you have a great day today, Jenna!

September 20, 2011 at 7:04 AM  
Blogger Rachael said...

I think I would have to sit and cry a bit too. That must have been a bit frightening. Those days happen. Good thing is, today is a new day - fresh with no mistakes (at least not yet). Someone once told me that. I'm glad we can start each day that way.

And I can't wait to see you at the Mother Earth News Fair this weekend! I hope that will be a nice break for you from the farm and not a stress.

September 20, 2011 at 7:34 AM  
Blogger Amish Stories said...

A good soak and rest is always best. Richard from Amish Stories.

September 20, 2011 at 9:32 AM  
Blogger Campbell Kids said...

I'm so sorry. I think I can understand this. After the cougar killed my THIRD goat, I went into the pasture with grain to soothe the 3 remaining girls. They jumped up and managed to knock the bucket of grain sharply into my glasses and face. Needless to say, my tri-focal, no lines glasses needed adjustment and there was an abrasion on the side of my nose. I'm only 5'3", so that's a handicap sometimes. But today's a new day and I'll carry on. I'll be a lot happier when the trackers kill the killer cougar!


September 20, 2011 at 1:12 PM  
Blogger Kimberlie Ott said...

oh you poor darlin, so sorry~

September 20, 2011 at 2:04 PM  

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