Me or the shovel?

Bob's undecided about Red--he'd really like to keep him. But he saw for the first time today the behavior that scares me. He was helping with barn chores inside the loafing shed, while I was outside with the horses shoveling the cement path. Out of nowhere, Red charged at me (maybe it was the shovel, not me he was after?) He came very close, but luckily stopped without touching me. I initially shrunk into myself, then realized that was no good so I took the shovel and hit him in the chest with the flat side. Then he turned his butt to me as if to kick and I got out of there. I'm just never prepared when he pulls this stuff.









