In which Allison NE's a shovel test due to aggressive horses

This morning I was once again made aware of a deficiency in my upbringing, at least as it pertains to my current profession.  I'm a suburban girl by birth and a city-girl by choice so I never learned skills like how to handle farm animals, how to drive through a muddy field without getting the truck stuck, and how to tell by sound where a thunderstorm is.  Unfortunately, these are skill that I'm apparently supposed to possess.  Today I got ganged-up on my a group of eight or so horses while I was trying to dig one of my shovel tests in their pasture.  They used the whole progressively edging closer sneak attack option to surround me, then two went for my screen, three for the shovel, one for my backpack and one just kept coming at me trying to take the clipboard in my hands.  I made a couple of authoritative utterings, varying between "shoo", "no" and "go away, you can't have my screen," but the white horse just kept coming at me.  So, I'm backing up all over the field sure that I'm going to lose a finger or at the very least the paperwork, when my crew chief dispels the congregated horses with no problem.  Apparently I was supposed to walk at the horse; although, it was so close to me that I'm not sure where this walking was supposed to take place. 

Also, the weather is southern Louisiana is really strange. (Note: for the purposes of this paragraph southern Louisiana is defined as anything south of New Orleans.  Yes I realize that this cuts off large portions of the state that other people would consider the southern end -- deal with it.)  Every day we can hear thunder somewhere around us but there is never any rain and the storm never reaches us.  Thunder without rain is really creepy even more creepy then when there is rain while the sun is still shining.

In which Allison NE's a shovel test due to aggressive horses

This morning I was once again made aware of a deficiency in my upbringing, at least as it pertains to my current profession.  I'm a suburban girl by birth and a city-girl by choice so I never learned skills like how to handle farm animals, how to drive through a muddy field without getting the truck stuck, and how to tell by sound where a thunderstorm is.  Unfortunately, these are skill that I'm apparently supposed to possess.  Today I got ganged-up on my a group of eight or so horses while I was trying to dig one of my shovel tests in their pasture.  They used the whole progressively edging closer sneak attack option to surround me, then two went for my screen, three for the shovel, one for my backpack and one just kept coming at me trying to take the clipboard in my hands.  I made a couple of authoritative utterings, varying between "shoo", "no" and "go away, you can't have my screen," but the white horse just kept coming at me.  So, I'm backing up all over the field sure that I'm going to lose a finger or at the very least the paperwork, when my crew chief dispels the congregated horses with no problem.  Apparently I was supposed to walk at the horse; although, it was so close to me that I'm not sure where this walking was supposed to take place. 

Also, the weather is southern Louisiana is really strange. (Note: for the purposes of this paragraph southern Louisiana is defined as anything south of New Orleans.  Yes I realize that this cuts off large portions of the state that other people would consider the southern end -- deal with it.)  Every day we can hear thunder somewhere around us but there is never any rain and the storm never reaches us.  Thunder without rain is really creepy even more creepy then when there is rain while the sun is still shining.