Originally Posted by meggymoo
My happiest moment, was seeing my daughter and Willow trotting around the arena on her own.
Baring in mind she is only four years old, and Willow is a 11.2hh pony!!!
Ahhh, so happy and proud!
This is not the scariest nor the happiest moment I've ever had, but it was a scary.. and happy moment.
When I first got my horse I literally had probably 7 lessons under my belt. I was NEW to riding, and my horse was SPIRITED. I was flung off of that horse countless times.
I've toughened up so much because of him. Anyway, I was approaching a jump one day and my horse stumbled. I was in mid-post and flew over his shoulders landing directly under his feet. He ended up trampling my hand. The happy aspect was as soon as I hit the ground, he stopped, backed and lowered his head. Normally he'd gallop off into the pasture on his merry little way, but he waited for me this time. I had a horse shoe shaped bruise on my entire hand, but it was worth it.
Another time, I was leading my horse up to the barn from the pasture. He was following me so I didn't even have a lead attached. I noticed the gait leading out of the pasture to the ROAD was open. I glanced back and forth from my horse to the gait. He caught on, eyed the gait and darted out of the pasture. I had to chase him down the road. I was so angry and frustrated because he was always behaving naughty. Once I retrieved him, I gave him a good smack and sat down in the isle. He was standing in the isle in front of me as well. I had my head lowered while feeling defeated. As I was sitting on the bench, I noticed him creeping towards me, very slowly. He eventually ended up with his gigantic head on my shoulder. I seemed so tiny compared to him. I'm such a sucker.