My dear Giles.
When I got you, you were four years old. A few silly behaviours then were to be expected. You are now six, but there are days when you behave as though you're two!
Please do let me clarify a few things for you:
-The chickens at the bottom of the hill do not eat horses. No, really, they don't! Especially not the bantam!
-The pigeons tend to rustle in that bush EVERY time we go past it. That is not a reason for jumping 3 feet into the air and snorting!
-I appreciate that the housebuilding means that there are lots of odd noises, but I guarantee that they will not come out and attack you with the saw they're using.
-The poor woman washing her car didn't need you freezing, snorting and trying to gallop off. She wasn't planning to wash you off alongside the car, I promise! And even if she had, water will not kill you!
-The dog that came up to the gate is the yard dog at the yard. It lives there same as you do. You see it every single day. It is not a good reason to leap in the air and refuse to go near the gate!
My dear boy, I love you dearly, but you do make me work hard some days!