After last month’s near miss, I figured that you get one major scare and then life moves on.
But yesterday, while at Whoop-Up Days (Lethbridge’s answer to the Calgary Stampede) our four-year-old came within a hair of being trampled by a team of horses pulling a wagon.
Apparently this driver wasn’t supposed to be taking the wagon through the midway. But he did, anyways. N froze when she saw the horses coming straight at her. After all, she’s only a couple feet tall and the horses are massive. And her being so small the driver couldn’t see her.
If my wife hadn’t happened to glance in N’s direction, pulling her away at the very last second, yesterday would have ended horribly. The crowd, I’m told was quite shocked by what almost happened, and yelled at the driver, who seemed oblivious to the fact that he almost killed a little girl.
My wife called the Whoop-Up Days organizers to let them know what happened. Our four-year-old thinks it’s all very funny.
UPDATE: The Whoop-Up Days organizers called yesterday and were VERY apologetic. They've changed the route for the horse and wagon (which they'll monitor) and offered my wife a free ticket for this year or next. As they say, the squeaky wheel gets the worm! or some such thing.