Wild Misty

Today I was going to ride Misty.  My dad always works with her first so at least she can be humble enough to ride.  My dad brought Misty next to a tree.  There was some sort of noise or a rock hit her, she jumped and my dad had no choice but to release her.  Misty gallopped and gallopped around the field.  I slowly hid behind Logan because Misty was coming at a dead charge for me.  Then she ran out of our eye sight.  Misty went into a cactus area of ours and forgot the entrance out.  My dad and her both darted towards the entrance.  I actually thought she was going to jump the barb that protected me from her.   Logan grabbed a rotten fruit that she liked and threw it to her.  That got her mind off of escaping.  My dad grabbed the rope and staked her in the mud where there was no food.  He did that to teach the horsey a lesson.  I think it did teach that horse a lesson.  Misty also tore up my dad's garden.  I can't ride my Misty until she is trained now. :(. I am going to miss the little trot to her.  Thank God we even have a horse.