I could have died...
.. but instead got off without so much as a scratch.. i stopped a huge catastrophe from befalling me.
One day, i was leading a very surly 2 year old stallion back from his day out in the field. A woman purchased him, and literally did NOTHING with him.. Jody, my mentor, as a kind gesture continued to turn her horse out for her, completely free... oh, and when i say Jody continued to turn the horse out, i really mean I did. I did turn outs in return for free board on my mare, Jasmine.
Anyways, my dad followed behind me with another horse that lived in the same pen as him. As we approached the final stretch before we reached their gate, he was acting up really bad. Trying to take really bad bites out of me, push me into pipe corral, etc. Well.. we finally approach the gate, and i walk into the large stall, and stand up against the pipe corral and lead the stallion in. At that moment, when i asked him to come in, i remembered thinking "I dont have a way out right now" I ALWAYS make sure i have an "out" when leading a horse. I dont like putting myself in a situation where i have no where to get away to in case something goes wrong.
Well, right after that thought crossed my mind, the stallion lept in and reared straight up. I remember looking at his belly. Since i had no way out all i could do was stand against the pipe corral. Then he did something that blew me away.. he took steps forward. His left hoof came to rest on my back, finally it slid, fetlock locking behind my shoulder. The right foot came soon after, but somehow i managed to smack it away... that is what saved my live. The stallion then started to put weight down on the other foot, and curl his head and neck down by my head and back and put more weight there as well.. He was trying to get me down on the ground and trample me. I dont remember how i did it, but i got out of the other leg and slinked out. If i let him get me on the ground, i was dead.. or very seriously injured.
I proceeded to discipline the horse severely (not inhumanely) his owner had a 6 year old child, and who knew if one day she would decide to come out and lead this horse, and have the same thing happen to her? My dad jumped in the way, and took the lead. I thought he was getting mad because i was being too hard on the horse.. no... the complete opposite.
My dad NEVER harms an animal.. EVER.. He took a different approach with the stallion. He stomped his boots, got in his space, jumped around pressed his shoulder into the horse's, waved his hands in the air, and grunt/yelled (i do this all the time when correcting a horse, its more of a growl i guess). He was trying to get the stallion to rear again on his own accord. Finally, the stallion reared up and started walking towards my dad, and my dad did something that blew my mind. He isn't a big man.. about 6 foot, and very average build, thin, pretty muscled, but not bodybuilder status..
He ran at the horse, head tucked and elbow out, and elbowed the stallion in the barrel, and sent the stallion on his butt to the ground.
Finally, the horse stood, lowered his head, and licked his lips. My dad immediately pet him, then walked him out of the pasture/stall, turned around, walked him back in.. stopped, then he let him go. My dad has been with horses for a shorter time than me, but is absolutely wonderful with them. He is a very accomplished horse person.
The stallion never reared after that... on anyone. He learned it didnt work for him.
Jody called the owner and said she was no longer going to turn that horse out for free, as it could have killed me.. So the owner came out, gelded him, and began to work with him every other day.
That was the scariest thing i have ever had happen to me in my horse riding and training experience... heck.. my horse fell over at a canter and though i was scared, i didnt think i was going to die. When this happened, i thought for sure i was dead.
I hope no one was offended by this story, i assure you that there was NO cruelty done to the horse, and my dad set him up to go down in the center of a 50 x 70 foot stall/pasture, so he wouldnt hit his head or legs.
Oh, and this happened about 3 years ago ^^