I have to share the most embarrassing/hilarious incident that I have had, when people have wandered onto my property. WARNING- this is kind of graphic farm type humor.
I live in a rural area at the end of a road. I put up a sign that says private road, but people still come up to ask directions or they simply want to tour a farm or ask questions. I usually either hear people driving up or the dogs let me know or stop them at the gate.
On this particular day, I did not hear anything. I had my horse tied to the hitching rail and had been giving him a bath. Those of you with geldings know that part of their necessary grooming includes cleaning of the sheath. For anybody that doesn't know, the sheath is a kind of tubular pocket that contains the male horse part. All kinds of grungy gunk builds up in there and it can cause health problems.
My gelding hates this procedure. He's like a turtle retreating into his shell. The part that I need to clean goes way up where it's hard to reach and impossible to clean. Most geldings will "drop" for cleaning, but not this guy. I have to get up in there to do the job.
So, I have my back to my driveway.... I'm on my knees next to my horse with my arm inside him, all the way up to my elbow. I tried sweet talking him to get him to relax... nope.... I decide to try singing to him.... and I hear someone clear their throat behind me.
I turn my head, arm still in position, and see a total stranger with a rather horrified look on his face.
He stammers that he's lost and needs directions to get back to the highway. I withdrew my arm and jumped to my feet, probably turned as red faced as the visitor. Gave him his directions and he walked back to his car rather briskly.
I can imagine the story he must tell about what country girls really do with their horses!
