|You done ridin' me now?|
Just to drive the point home further, I lunged him with his saddle on in the round pen instead of turning him out with his buddies.
My trespassing neighbor was out on his land spying on me. Last year he planted a bunch of trees on what used to be just a bushy desert lot, and now he uses the trees to hide behind when he wants to watch me. Each time I looked directly at him, he scurried off to a different vantage point. I did notice that he seemed to be keeping his distance from me. He eventually appeared with a wheelbarrow and was pushing a load of trimmed branches. I had to bite my tongue to keep from yelling out, "Hey! Why don't you put those across the trail you've been making in my backyard?"
Last I checked, he hasn't been back to get my note. I had to put a fresh note out there because the old one got ruined by the rain.
Amazingly, the dogs slept the entire time I was working with Rock, so there were no accidents when I got back to the house. Also, I noticed that my headache went away when I was outside, and it came back when I was inside the house. Our game plan is to have my husband investigate the source of the septic smell next time he's home and we run the dishwasher or washing machine. He pointed out that the cracks in the tile floors are worse, and today I noticed that the kitchen counter top is pulling away from the wall. It appears as if our house is splitting itself right down the middle. If it is shifting like that, then we could have broken septic pipe under the foundation.