Join Date: Oct 2007
Location: Greenville area / SC
A funny thing happned on the way back from the barn...
Well the ribs finally healed enough to give the new mare a ride. I’ve been working her for the past two months from the ground and she’ been fine but I’ve never ridden her. In fact I’ve never even seen her ridden except in a video. Yesterday was the day. I only intended to saddle her and work her on a lunge then ride her today. She was so good that I decided to put my foot in the stirrup to see what she would do – nothing. It was at least close to 9 months since she was last ridden but she moved off my cues like she was ridden yesterday.
Well, we rode out in the field for a bit at a walk and I got off and on her a few times to see how she would react. No problem. We headed back to the barn so that I could turn her out. We are working on ground tying and she is pretty good at it. I removed her saddle and pad, took off her bridle and put on her halter, all by the tack room in the “common” area of my dirt floor barn. My tack room is a step down from the common area and I was only there for a few moments when she decided to wonder – we’re still working on ground tying, as I said.
Anyway, I wanted to correct her right away so I was a little hasty trying to get out of the tack room and grab her lead rope. Now, since my tack room is a step down, to get out you have to step up. In my haste, I didn’t quite clear the step and gravity took over. Did I mention that the other mare likes to use the dirt area in front of the tack room to pee? Well my hands were out in front of me trying not to make this as messy as it could be but when the palm of my hands hit the pee soaked dirt, they slid like they were on ice. My 200 lbs followed and I continued my slide until nearly all of me was skidding on that dirt and soaking up whatever was left of the pee. Latter, I found that dirt in the pockets of my shirt, my jeans, and even under my wedding ring. Meanwhile, Jackie was watching this with total disregard. The only thing on her mind was the treat that always follows her workout.
By the time my family got home I was showered and my clothes were in the wash. No one needed to know. 8)
You all must have some funny stories about your horses …. Let’s hear them!
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Last edited by iridehorses; 05-28-2010 at 09:53 AM.