Join Date: Dec 2009
Location: East Midlands, UK
Okay, so when I was around 14, I had to do work experience as part of my school work (the whole year had to do it, and do 2 weeks at a placement)
I got a placement at an old, run-down riding stables, but I was desperate to work with horses, and being as the whole year had to do it, the placements at the good riding stables got snapped up instantly (mainly by girls who already liveried their horses there) This was a time before I'd ever owned a horse (don't get me wrong, I'd ridden a long time, and helped out at the stables where I rode, but never solely looked after horses without help or advice)
So, I started at this riding stables, and it was owned and run by this strict old woman, who looked like 104 and smoked about the same amount of cigarettes a day (never saw her without one, even in the hay barn!) Anyway, I was learning my way around the place, and I was trying to get on her good side (later realising this "good" side, never existed) So I was given a pony to untack, and her cranky old hawk eyes were watching me. Untacking was nothing new to me, as it was something I'd known how to do way before the placement. Then, the old wench barked (she never talked, only barked) something at me, and because she'd spoken, I forgot I hadn't undone the girth. I then proceeded to try and pull the saddle off... Then all I heard was "To take the saddle off, you have to undo the girth strap" I was soooo embarrassed, I felt like she thought I'd never seen a horse, let alone untack one... OOOPPPPSSSS :/
Last edited by HollyLolly; 07-18-2011 at 06:54 PM.