Now, I was pressed against the arena rail as far as I could because I wanted to watch and warm up at the same time, plus I was only walking so I didn't need the inside of the arena.
A few minutes later, who should I see but the palomino ad his jockey loping right up to my mom's mare Annie, who does kick. Annie has a red ribbon on her tail, so there was warning before she did a double barrel onto that horse
The girl spent the next half an hour cussing out my mother for not staying out of her way. She accused her of cutting in front, which she did not. She was on the rail as well, in fact, she even tried to sidepass closer so she would stay away.
I'm not going to pretend I was the perfect person, because I wasn't. There was a long string of cuss words aimed right at her from both me and eveyone else, although I think I was the most....outspoken.
Next, I am done watching and I'm loping around and practicing his slide stops and lead changes. Next thing I know, I'm cutting down the middle to switch from the left lead to the right and who is to barrel into me but a pretty palomino stallion and his jockey. I was pissed. This time I whirled my horse around and yelled at her. Jester was flustered and afraid to go anywhere near her or the horse, and her horse was not friendly. He tried to bite Annie on the warm-up lap after the first incident.
Yeah. That's my story for terrible arena manners. Fun, ain't it? XP