Mountain Goat wrote:
At a farm down the hill from here they had a pond, and I heard how the pond was formed.
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All seemed fine. No one in the area so it was clear.
So the old miner lit the dynamite and taking aim he threw it, and they ducked behind the bank.
Th e issue was that the sheepdog had thought it was a game of fetch and brought it back to them!
Panic! Well. They managed to get the dynamite from the dog and threw it just in time, but the farmer did not get his pond where he wanted it! He ended up with a pond in the middle of his field instead, which is where it remained to this day, though it has mostly silted up since. (The dog and the two men survived their ordeal).
They have that tale in Australia too.