Okay, so I go out this evening and mount my trusty steed....He had been a little off all evening so I was a little nervous about getting on him, nevertheless.....He wasn't listening very well, so I had Don take the lead rope and lead him around while I was on him. Then, I took the reigns and he was doing okay. Then, I guess he just got tired of me and went under a tree with low branches.....then TOOK OFF RUNNING!!! I haven't screamed like that since the last time I was on a roller coaster! I was struggling between bounces to get the reigns where I wanted them to stop him....I saw the fence coming at us awfully fast and hoped against hope that he stopped at the fence......and thankfully, he did. That got the heart a-pumping! And the blood pressure up. I am so mad at that stupid horse. Time to call Patrick and see what I am doing wrong, or what is wrong with that big, dumb, glue pot.....and I say that with all the love in the world!LOL!
Time to go act my age for a while.
1 comment:
I have read where the rider has to be in control - but how do you control a "varmit" that is so much larger than you.
Good look in this chapter of your life!
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