My scariest moment, so far, was when I was taking a 4 year old gelding out of his pasture. This gelding likes to act up and trys his hardest to be a stallion and break as many rules as possible. Well, there was another gelding in the pasture that was trying to get out while we got D (D's our nickname for him) out, so my friend stayed back to lead him away while I got D out. Well, Poison (the other gelding) was not happy to be alone in that field, so he started running along the fence line to catch up with D. D either spooked or wanted to get rid of the stupid human holding on to him with a lead, but he slid his booty over and knocked me down in the dirt. I hit my jaw on the ground, and when I looked up, D had two legs behind me and two in front. I was looking up at his belly! I freaked out, but I was too much in shock to move, plus I didn't want to scare him and make him trample me. Then D decides he wants to go to his stall for some food, so he jumped over me and cantered home. Luckily he missed me. Other then bruises from falling down, I was fine. However, the story isn't over yet. I jumped up and looked at D running. He still had the lead line on, and nearly tripped over it several times running back. Luckily, it finally swung up and got stuck over his neck so he couldn't trip. Next, I panicked because he could run right into someone. I managed to yell 'Look out!' before he got up to where people would be. This had a happy ending, but when it was happening, it was so scary!