Ok, it all started at one of those western shows where they run the barrels. I'm sorry western riders, but the name escapes me. It's a long word. Anyway, I'm cousin (who's like four or five) wanted me to bring Lola so I could lead her around then the little kids are allowed to bring out their ponies and go around the barrels.
Once I got there, I unloaded her and put her in the middle of my sister's two quarter horses. People stared, and I can see why. I mean, you don't see fjords in GA, ever. Especially not at a western place with all their nice quarter horses and appys.
So, about twenty minutes before the running of the ponies, I tacked Lola up. Anyone with a fjord knows that they can't wear western saddles, so I put on my english one.
This is when the meaness began. People had never seen a giant pony with an english saddle before. They started to ask if she was going to run the barrels. I said no of course, that I had just brought her for my cousin. Than, the people started to LAUGH at 'fat, ugly horse with the tiny little saddle.' I was furious!
This kept on and on for hours after I let my cousin ride her. People would just randomly come up and make fun of her! The good thing was the this one mean little boy came up right behind her and got kicked. Not bad, she wasn't even wearing shoes, but it knocked the wind out of him and he ran back to his mommy. He he.