One of the consequences of keeping the doors of your vehicle open while you feed your horses is the persistent fly that wants to hitch a ride.
Make that plural.
Those pesky critters just love to hang out in our car and dive-bomb us all the way into town.
With all the gorgeous open space at the pasture you’d think that was where they’d want to be.
But no! It’s the inside of our car that holds the appeal.
It does provide us with hours of entertainment. I’ve dubbed it “fly wrangling.”
Through trial and error, we’ve learned many ways to encourage them to exit. My husband is fond of the “herding with his ball cap” method. I’m more likely to roll the window down and shoo.
We have found that flies cannot exit a moving vehicle. I guess the wind pressure is too great. That means at each stoplight from the pasture to our house, we power the window down, do our shooing or herding action, and then power it back up until the next stoplight.
See what I mean about entertainment?
Big fun, I’m telling you.
In spite of these dedicated efforts, at least a few flies remain in our car.
So when we get home, we try to remember to leave at least one window cracked open. And if we forget, our little hitchhikers remind us, so that the next time we get in the car, we begin the stoplight tango again.
I tell you these things so that you know that keeping horses is not all glamour and romance.
In fact, come to think of it, there’s not much glamour.
And we wouldn’t have it any other way.